Felt (tip) Up : a doodle and a rhyme

I never quite know
what it means
when t(h)ree people dance
into my dreams

I hope they’re only there
to play
but their motives
are unclear today

Fortean Rhymes (part one)

In far off Southport
once I made
a sand Stonehenge
with bucket and spade
It disappeared though
after dark
a case I think
for Arthur C. Clarke.