A fistful of nails ...

Deep inside the cave of ironmongery, I searched for nails - 

Leathery plumbers examined strange fittings - 

A lurcher slept behind the counter - 

Outside, the gentle town was bathed in sunlight - 

Here, I walked past shadowy recesses filled with oily treasures - 

I felt the blade of a scythe - 

I saw a shelf of mole traps - 

A lean gardener uncoiled a hose - 

I left with my fistful of nails -

The lurcher stirred in its bright dreams - 

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Thursday 15 September 2016

Wareham

Dorset