Secret Ingredients
Luna
on the horizon
a perfect amber orb rests
motionless in space
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molten silver
seeps through
barren branches
Deluge
walking through the storm
cold rain running down her back
her umbrella, home
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hammered tin
the slow drip of rain
through the roof
Midday
box turtles basking
motionless, gently drifting
on a floating log
–
acorns falling
a silver flash
ripples the water
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