Tag: forest
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14 July: RDP Petrichor
The Rise of Petrichor It’s what shimmers wet light, undertonesof black that flowsthrough my veins. What’s visibly blind. It’s the scent of a single wavethat rolls ashore, or when Istand in peace in the dark. It’s a rising fresh, clean, or deep on deep that makesmy heart leap, and save butfor the cold knuckle of…
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A Tritina for Wordle 249
A River’s Moment That river owned grace. Boundless shade from sunshine, and wistful thirsty banks of silken silt as dense as any forest. That river joined roots in a tangled forest, washed slender from tender cells of shade, and it spoke as a single skin. The banks drank up the egg-washed tides, muddy banks of…
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