fog to earth: trees stand ankle deep in another world
Tag: poetry
a path made narrow by cat shadows and the ghosts of autumn
wildflowers bloom while you struggle with sleep
a passing pilgrim whispers a prayer to a jar of nameless seeds
all we do is take: when nothing grows give the earth a year to dream
is your heart heavy with dew? whiskey and conversations with the trees might help
autumn swallows charge into the morning fog: godspeed my friends
testing your patience autumn snail at the doorstep
autumn: your body darkened by the rain reveals a map of islands
magic is: noticing what returns and caring for what remains
