Frogwatch

 .. and lazy breezes
play with the fire,
frogs
sing the night away
every now and then
the night holds
its breath

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somehow this fire
reminds me
of the future
i have always planned,
it burns like a memory
fulfilled
as do i
for having gotten this far

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eating a peach
by a peach tree
this child
with its seed
was not her own
and as we watched,
tree and i,
this seed was thrown
to the earth
near her feet ...
in the past
i have seen
a hole appear in the ground
to suck a seed in