Listen

 

Ants feet purr over

fleeting

mapless

skin

 

Ear pressed deep,

cheek-plain to grass

a salty paradise

 

Caves of echoing clay

dirt melting

into creases

 

Moulding delicious thoughts in

dark, muddy hands

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15 thoughts on “Listen”

  1. Beautiful poem. It’s difficult to find poetry with original images, with words in an order that makes one stop and think. Very thoughtful, still poem. It captured a scene that I now feel like I know.

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