Above the Chimney Top

The clouds creep darkly in towards
a tired landscape cottage.
Take the taken road –
the right fork. Left.

Slow boots treading footprints
over the bones of old prey.
Barbed wire marking the way,
a slight whisker breath between lives.

Cooling air outside gives way to comfort.
A flannel blanket with checked
windows to another place.
Somewhere like home.

Originally inspired with the words “fork, whisker, flannel” for the Three Random Words project.

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