Tagged: plant life

the twin dogwoods in

the twin dogwoods in
our backyard play hide-and-go-
seek with each other,

like siblings, hoping to catch
a glimpse of a white-tailed deer
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every morning, our

every morning, our
English ivy tries to climb out
the window, aiming

for eternity, the way my
heart is freshly bound for home
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: bound

things we leave unsaid

things we leave unsaid
sprout tendrils, winding their way
around suitable

hosts, a cellular invasion,
a parasite of memory
.
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