winter skin
peels away with
a snake-like sigh;
I stretch

toward languid shade
and impossible green,
darting tongue to taste
the smell of emerald,

dance with bobbing rods,
divining a diverging

fishing for water or

a wisp,
a whisper
of rain.

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2 thoughts on “Drought

  1. a snake soaking up the heat…..hot can just be too much can’t it!

  2. This is gorgeous, especially “dancing with bobbing rods!” Great image.

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