hands on knees bent with joyous lurch here’s one another and another
what a find and back again
to scour gleaned and cleaned reaches others missed
Stephen Stavast
Rocks have tunmbled stumbled to a temporary rest
fallen scored however poured they remain on precarious perches
tilts and tip or dare to flip a stable land you’ll find in any aspect
Gentle eddy holds its first captive of the season soon this harbor will be littered from the repetition of floating falling sinking as the canopy brings itself to ground
Rain has passed
now color reigns a bow a downward glance a symbolic nod to the purple tattered worn it still commands this realm drops held captive remain in their places subservient to the whole and laid these all leavings amongst this moment a treasure trove soon gone yet here the crown remains