ponds
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thickets of ivy
bathtubs of mud
a consortium of
bubbling
bleating hearts
slipping, sliding
gliding with
powers of croaking warlocks
from stick to rock--
careful, hold on,
Peach clouds tumble over an
autumn morning.
Cool, almost impeccably sharp
Yet
Soft, light, feathery, cushioning the
blow:
A collision of ecstasy
Frozen grass breathing again with
