Spice Route Journeying
Thunder is irrelevant
When eating cheese.
I find myself trapped
Between the trees
Under the watery cage
Of Koi floating
With lucky coins
In their mouths.
The thunder is coming
Despite the irrelevance.
How disturbing
On such a peaceful stage.
Copyright © Heather Rodwell | Year Posted 2015
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