Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Fields glow at the edges of tarred earth.
Groupings of eyes burn from trunk to trunk,
stalk to stalk through the heights of multitude.
Broken trail ways encountering water.
Enchanted moss the light trickles through.
Stubs of smashed branches poking through the barrier.
Torn cloth at the soil's edge
for the root to trace emptiness.

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