Summer tangle


I tangled with

the long grass


arms cut red:

criss cross


stripes of

holding life.


My garden is

a wild thing


escaping into



of iris, rose  &

lemon tree.


I tangle in

the long grass


like lovers arms

it wrestles


a caress,  &

sunrise leaves


an orange glow.

I move from east


to west,  lavender

raises musky head


reborn in summer’s



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