Saturday, October 24, 2020

Splash


certain words
grasp
& release
the taste
of melon
or raspberry
in a blink
I think 
of haiku
the cat
of course


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  1. Susan E. GangelNovember 12, 2020 at 11:28 AM

    circumference of a sacred trust, the arc of her arms around me
    it was there on the muddy trail we saw the future, the awe of its treasures
    the terrible ache of not knowing how the story goes
    what will be left behind, what will keep growing tall and wise

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