Soft Shoes on Stone

by The Wild Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

Soft shoes on stone, slow steps through sleep— the sea slips silver under the moon. Wind worries the wheat. Reeds rehearse a rumor. Far from the road, a fox folds fire into the field. Nothing is silent. Night speaks softly to anyone still enough.
44 words · 12 lines · Free Verse
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