imagerunning my fingers

through the fine wisps

of her thoughts

first lightning flash

…the mysterious sadness

across the heart of the plains

sake and moonlight


for your image

the quiet after a talk

…the gossamer wings

of a resting dragonfly

just one leaf


the entire moon

frog splash

in the night pond

…a corrugated moon

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