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A Glimpse



When silence has flooded the house
 
tin soldiers open their eyes
 
clockwork feet of a tiny mouse
 
attempting to surprise
 
a spaniel deep in dreams
 
of some endless summer field
 
of lake and starlit streams
 
no longer forced to heel
 
 
 
One long yawn slowly began
 
a twitch of a shiny nose
 
and a growl at a figure like Pan
 
a bark that would surely impose
 
in darkness, by fireside, a white beard,
 
that gleamed as if part of a crown
 
the dog and tin soldiers n’er feared
 
the figure in the red velvet gown.
Stephen Holloway
9th competition

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at www.waterstones.com

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