I voted for Perch Rill.

Tough call

Henry, then Robert, me votes....

Mine goes to Diana. Lovely poem, actually.

Alex

Duck is a thing with feathers
related to the goose,
close cousin to the trumpet swan;
but really, what’s the use

of squabbling over what’s afloat
on Marion’s pastel?
“A pink and purple stain”, you say?
As far as I can tell,

whatever fowl, fair game they be,
and fling, despite the blush,
their joyful souls into the west,
like man and darkling thrush.


Catherine

Well it looks like a tie between Diana and Henry. The two winning poems are posted beside the image at the top of the thread.