Undulanthades

    Undulanthades

                    

               

                 In waking hours of lost attention to pillows of fro

st and moon.  Light windows through to sheets smooth and up

set. A dream frog slapping its wet belly against the sudden sid

ewalk, and then the forest wakes in shimmering long oaks b

ending in wind moves and I don’t want to walk away from thi

s dream and wake up falling asleep in your car trying to find it

again.

 

 

           

                

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Toby E. Baldwin

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