Saturday, 24 October 2020


the earth is quiet
but for the scratching
and the scurrying of
nocturnal neighbours
and the beating hearts
of new life in the den
the earth is cold
but for the litter of
rotting leaves
and growth
huddled underground
the earth is still
but for the faintest wriggle
of feasting worms
and burrowing thoughts
of other creatures
in the dark

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