haiku (and not your usual 5-7-5)

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Friday, August 22, 2025

Fallen olive tree

Gnarled.  Prehistoric animal.  A cave for air.  A valentine to absences.  I stand in its center and breathe.  
 

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1 comment:

  1. Susan E. GangelSeptember 10, 2025 at 2:37 PM

    Love haunts, stirs the stones
    tunes it out
    Incumbent energy fills the house
    I look at pictures
    put them in books
    save it all up for later

    from breezes, with t

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