Orion has tracked
the heavy scent and
muddy steps of summer
through its steamy days,
blinding rains, and
days of dense fog.
He stands poised
at the edge of autumn
and peers
into its dark cave
filled with glittering stars.
Orion rises
and glances over his shoulder . . .
is that the icy breath of winter?
100 Day Project - Days 61-70
Thirty more days to go . . . used many tiny left-over scraps most days . . .
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I am waiting for you. Where do you wait? In Florida with retirees? South along the Gulf of Mexico? All the way home to sunny Mexico? Is anyo...
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restless edgy achy from the wait time to unfurl sprout feel the sun shine
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