As the Crow Flies
moist cinnamon bark
infused fragrance levitates -
monsoon descends time
rice fields lie flooded
draft windswept change into roots -
rise to the challenge
tea leaves take shelter
swell burgeoning impatience -
cusp spring’s prophesies
seasons scent chances
tease taste bud’s fluid advance -
crow scares wet footing
22th May 2020
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2020
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