6 Caban
Red
Rhythmic Earth
Golden Bee
On Spruce and Pine
Drinking Nectar
Pulling Syrup
From the Bloom
Ivy
twines ‘round
Berry
Bush
Black-eyed
Susans
Never
rush
Pebble,
Shell, and Wood
Drift
in from Sea
Decorating
Sand
In
random Jocularity—
Waves
whisper and fall
In
fine-tuned Rhythms –
Earth’s
constant Call
To
her pale Sister Moon.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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