WINDMILL SPRING

Posted on February 23, 2023 by | 4 Comments

 

How many jillion rains have washed away

the rodent digs from these exposed intrusions,

lichen-stained, fractured magma rockpiles

 

changing shape in the sun’s daylight and shadow

to appear to be alive for eons, like a trout

breaching a clay wave, free to see the sky?

 

Some have seen so much that they have souls.

 

 

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4 responses to “WINDMILL SPRING”

  1. Daniel Wilson | February 23, 2023 at 5:29 am | Reply

    So visually descriptive. Thanks!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jeg | February 23, 2023 at 6:02 am | Reply

    Thanks for the clue……mighta missed it.

    Liked by 1 person

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