Sentient
New day with green-yellow possibilities
rousing the trees.
camouflaging my nose, mouth and cheeks
but at least my eyes see.
I long to imbibe on the woodsy scent —
lids closed and mask free.
7/26/2020
Modern Sijo
45 syllables
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2020
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