hope is the moon, a star in the sky Jun 12, 2018

a skeleton
planting tomatoes in the sun
fenced garden plot

portraits strung
from his ribs like feathers
gentle wind spinning

tilled rows
peas carrots cabbage potatoes beans
shovel stands waiting

broken bottles
years blowing sand smoothed edges
glinting sky reflections

dry bones
await warm quiet rain tomorrow
this thirsty earth

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