Sunday Small Stone 114

shimmer down the night, the green
breadfruit, palm, banana trees
open leaves
down
to where the coconut
crab has creeped from risen sea

the calicos hide close
to crash & foam, dry
beneath their boulders
where human hearts can’t see

I love writing small stones.

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