Hiatus

scattered thoughts
clutter a silent space
deep breaths

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I’ll be taking a little breather this week to observe new things and refuel my muse!

Scurry

the sound of footsteps
geckos scurry
into the brush

pink clouds
warm the pavement
the air glows

noon
pacing the house
out of ideas

the moon
hangs low
heavy with light

strong winds
carry wildfires
closer to home

peaceful stroll
until a bee
chases me

1 a.m.
nothing feels right
restless

1 a.m.
sliding into sleep
jerked awake

too dark to see
too light for a lamp
decisions

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