‘Simply a Slug’

Photography & Poetry by © Rona Campbell

Stalks, lovely stalks. 

Through succulent slime 
Pierce petals and leaves 
As large as elephant ears. 

A non-discriminating tongue. 

Shoots, lovely shoots. 

Humping along the Damp, 
Tanking out luminous trails, 
That my eye 
Sips in the sun. 

There cruised the thug of the underworld.

Poem No. 11 ©The Hedge by Rona Campbell