Thursday, February 25, 2010

in a forest of young pines (Feb. 25, 2010)

a forest of young pines
curled against
contented and blissful
across a clearing
witness the strange animals
already packed
carrying spring
They looked
brown eyes flashing
for signs of fear
as if losing
the effect of the
tangible night
in the whispered
return to

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