Words disappear like toads in underbrush,
croaking and invisible,
protected from above by their thorny destination,
while the soft fertile comfort of ground moss below
caresses their rumbling underbelly of vowels.
Forgetting to form syllables
consonants recline,
forsaking words,
sitting sweet in the deep.

Brenda Warren 2016


iPhone Toad  ~  bwarren

Thanks for your gentle suggestions this month, Elizabeth. You are helping me persevere!

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