Free verse 1

This cold evening,

the dying rains have stirred many silences

muffled fearfully among disciplined hedgerows,

sparkling water lilies, and twisted vines.

Shiny crystals of water inch stealthily on garden scaffolds


paper boats sail on ripple-less waters…

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