The woodpecker’s beat

Words fall like the last brown leaves

of autumn. Slowly. The forest from epic to haiku.

 

Between letting go and landing. Where are we then?

 

Let’s tap our feet to the woodpecker’s beat.

Watch. Wait. Maybe dance to keep ourselves warm.

 

 

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