Kingfisher

River runs through the glade
Kingfisher flies, river speed,
racing water, glittering
flashes of bright colour
intermittent in dappled light,
sharp call briefly heard.

Such magical appearances
and disappearances mirror
Rhiannon’s riding, now here,
now there; Kingfisher kith
and kin with Rhiannon’s birds.

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