cue echo’s fading whisper to sink,
grins, giggles, shimmers and melts.
twisting green ghost bubbles
which leaf my breath, jarred-open.
lulling dawn’s danced weather,
to curl and spill Autumn’s drizzle,
sparking ballooning ripples and
journeys to skip the breeze,
her scarred rose-song wilted.
and me, lost in sole reflection.