rain is always wet
but today it is wetter
seeping to the skin
rain is always wet
but today it is wetter
seeping to the skin
making miso soup
with noodles and peas and beans
a cool autumn day
a map of England
turning red like autumn leaves
waiting for the fall
a still, windless day
that feeling of communal
loss, a heavy weight
petals and fond words
I watch half a world away
a funeral streamed
a student calls me
we chat about her future
just after sunrise
writing these poems
in quiet contemplation
a beautiful day
a valley called hope
walking with a joyful dog
bounding through the leaves
mycelium lace
trailing through the forest floor
wedding death with life
a cool breeze whispers
kindly to the leaves, let go
it is time to fall
I dream so I write ..
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