papers/lighter/text

crumbled and rolled

forest grove 01/23/2016

Filed under: free verse,poetry — paperslightertext @ 12:54 pm
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Eucalyptus gift
A little rift, mended
Needed-a-friend-ed.

Cedar sweet tea,
Hemlock cones and stones
asleep in a forest grove.
Wave to the Giant Sequoia with a
Fallen flower skewered on a limb.
Stephanie says,
Visualize ancient glacial sculptors
ice floes forming fjords, slicing slopes
into the site of someday’s Seattle.

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