Every time I visit I become a visitor
with a pass to look for the pink glow
orange above the sea
dark changing billowing
that's how it's been for at least four years
surrounded by ferns that start out red and then turn green
curly-Q fronds of the tree fern
trees whose lime black leaves have moving pores
crimson blossoms sipped by creepers
owls with short ears
geese without webbing
blueberries that are reddish
mint-less mint
you here too
each step I walk the crunching
around the rim my fun
then the pond its overflowing shimmer
business that is my business
warm warmer warmest.
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