taken to the river



moving on

A storm took windows, washed away layers of yard and, ornamentation.Some of it would be missed. Concrete lions and clowns crudely painted by grandchildren followed soil and flowers into nature.

soil and sand
lose form and colour
mudded memories

Broken frame for a worn face looking out and across to the river. Water held behind skin dams and silent promises that things are made fluid.

runs to the low
like to like

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