The Hidey Hidey-Hole

With a cautious creep

she finds her hidey-hole

looking for that

which carelessly

takes a stroll

Her victim in sight

the move is made

in the blink of the eye

she realises

she’s been played

The foe not vanquished

watches from a high

I swear it then

waves bye bye

My Poetry

Simple Pilgrim View All →

Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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