tree bark,

the rough staccato press

of popcorn plaster

on cheek and chest.


the fragrance of moss 

and moist depressions

earthenware silk silt 

beneath the furry tone

of mycelium

confident of its path

despite a lack of foresight.


and green 

dripping from single layer 

leaflet lips 

quenched in the dusky light,

the rustle 

of keratinized flight.

an unwavering knowing –

you are living light.


© M.G. Iannucci 2017

Painting of Butterflies by Karen Neurirth

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