open doors
the sermon scented
with freesias
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dark water
a duck’s wake
wobbles the bridge
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frosty morning
a nest of mice deep
in the straw bale
a
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deep gully
the tumble of water
into shadows
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deep cover
a pademelon’s
watchful eyes
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quiet inlet
she casts her line
into clouds
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