frozen seed


a frozen seed sleeps ~
imprints of ancient desert ~
desiccated grass ~
thirst for primeval water ~
my parched fingertips sting

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2 Responses to “frozen seed”

  1. K. Says:

    That last line, yes.

  2. Margaret Says:

    Thank you for coming by Kurt. Actually the last line was first as I created the poem. The earth touches us in beautiful ways.

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