Tumbling russet leaf
How brief the rush of freedom
Between bough and earth
Ryan Stone
Free-fall
Trust
Soft snores beside me
A wheaten curl of warm sleep
Outside the wind howls
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Hunger
Her silver net cast
She scurries back under eave
Lunchtime drawing near
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Sluggish
From elsewhere to here
The stagnant crawl of a snail
Pandemic postage
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Dappled
Mist drapes the morning
Sable thread lacing through white
A lone Magpie weaves
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Secluded
lost in river-song
tears fall unnoticed, distant
a lone heron’s cry
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Kintsugi
a crafter’s love hides
inside the vase, until cracks
let sunlight shine in
days of stone 