Grand Duchess
Dampened earth announces its worth
with rotting leaves, moss on trees.
Dew’s panache from morning’s wash
mystic glow with sighing sough.
Senses heightened and enlightened.
Hare bides hole, fidgeting mole;
musky muskrats, batting bats;
sweet sugar canes, berry stains.
Nature feeds our feral needs.
Nature clears our eyes and ears.
Nature hones sensitive nose.
Nature touches - grand duchess.
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2022
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