Secret Ingredients
Chance
I catch your eye as
we pass each other by but
you’re out of my league
–
noonday sun-
lions stalking
in the tall grass
Lantern
at the forest’s edge
a guttering lantern hangs
from a shepherd’s crook
–
winter stars-
the warm glow
of a coach lamp
Ice
an overnight storm
invades my dreams and I wake
to trees turned to glass
–
frozen rain-
crystal branches
brush the ground
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