Poetry, Essays and Art By J.H. Dickinson from All-Creatures.orgA whisper
Hush of morn
Bathed in gold
We eye each other
Species apart
Connected in autumnal breath
You grunt and taste the air
Breathe me in
You are attuned
I am disconnected
From earth
Jet soil
Ripple of life beneath me
I sit atop cold stone wall
And try to recall
My roots
Ancestral home
Ache of stillness
You watch me
Dark eyes fixed
Heart ablaze
And in your gaze
I see my truth

© 2025 J.H. Dickinson
Posted on All-Creatures.org: September 22, 2025
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