a misty rain stops–
a butterfly enters
the door of our train
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3317
shooting ducks
one drowns
before the retriever bites
3316
forest walk
my fear faced
in the spider webs
3315
moon shine…
its orbit contriving
the ebb of tides
3314
the hours pass–
the fire side spits–
a winter night–
3313
drying winds
in a rib-cage
left by the herd
3312
the rain stopped–
the ants being rushed
by the sunshine
3311
seeping tide
the boat’s name again
in sunshine sparkles
3310
trellis grapevine
its green… somehow hope
in her sick room
3309
trellis grapes–
each globe ripened
with summer