Ants feet purr over





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



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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