living alone—
held
by my cat’s purr
Leanne Jaeger
three paths to the summit
I take the middle way
Leanne Jaeger
following
my breath—
clear skies
Leanne Jaeger
winter chill
a duck nestles
into itself
Leanne Jaeger
her hair
fanning out
the windswept beach
Leanne Jaeger
sunset—
the last rays of sun
catch in my throat
Leanne Jaeger
Echidna Tracks 