This leaf and greeny
place
is protected
but does not
protect me.
I feel
naked diamonds
of dusty sun
dance
across my skin
while I peer
between
careful
moving
branches
know that soon
some point
some small dazzle
will catch
someone's eye.
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4 comments:
I like it.
I feel words coming on, again...
yes
words r coming in again
or coming out?
:)
"naked diamonds of dusty sun"
ummmm
I love your poetry coyote.
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