November morn

Step outside into the breathless stillness of the earth:
The toadstools, light brown against the green,
clusters everywhere, ever so quietly without fanfare
appear as if from nowhere. The only movement,
the jay eating its own weight in food. I stand
watching, breathing through the skin of the
inner landscape in the November cold.


© 2021 Copyright Rick Frame

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