Secret Ingredients
Commuter
walking from the train
a soft rain begins to wash
off the day’s burdens
–
eyes closed-
rocked to sleep
among strangers
Campfire
telling ghost stories-
embers on the rising smoke
mixing with the stars
–
distant howls-
another log
feeds the fire
Desert
sedona night skies-
a desert scorpion crawls
across my bedroll
–
campfire-
embers rise to greet
the desert stars
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