Moist

Cake cut loose with a long knife
and placed on the plate,
garnished with a fork.

Soil after rain,
grains lifting loose
from tender shoots.

Breath on the air,
sitting around a campfire.
Cold night.


dVerse poem is yesterday’s poem.

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