Untitled by Michaelene Shannon

Fingerling white clouds
Juxtapose leafy patterns
Stark contrasts brazenly
Grate visual sensibility

The field abounds
Waves of leaves
Shiny and luscious
In shades of verdant green

A tentative promise
Treasures to come
Golden and sweet
To satiate many bellies

The distant horizon
Seats three silos
Of varying heights
Awaiting harvest day

Crow looms overhead
It seems, he too, is
In the clutches of
Anticipatory enchantment

Unbidden she navigates
Dark and narrow spaces
Footsteps settle firmly
On unseeable terrain

From naked surrender
Borne of innocent wonder
And awestruck curiosity
She poses for no one

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