after dark shadows circle the mango tree
Tag: poem
foot of mango tree pigeon breathes its last
autumn mantra: the night is kind
autumn the closest safe space is within
tractor tracks the lake grows smaller
sound of mud autumn frog leaps from pond
invisible thread spider rappels down from heavens
filter the morning noise and listen to the rain
the drizzle finds the damp body sensual
the autumn mist softens the concrete
