#354 - roar creek in the after

 

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roar creek in the after

 

days from

 

consider

seed the soil is in

green of day grey

 

summer solstice in socks

how ant is made of mountain up

 

light in dim

window’s jungle throes

 

come colours

in the telling tall

 

my garden path

a river in this

 

scratch under skin

and there you are

 

picture a thing

and it keeps

 

arts of self, such thanks

 

in all the stoodstill, luck

 

take a distant interest in

 

odds are low

we are still

ever could

 

a whipbird in the wet

waxes stillness

 

how bravely

spiders build in the storm

 

 

consider Christmas a tree

and any

I nail this thesis to