the child halts
in the shade of the old elm
dripping ice pop
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Patricia Kelly
Patricia has a weblog that contains ruminations and ramblings from retirement including original poetry, scifaiku, and haiku; ideas for working with dreams (e.g. The Tarot) and writing dream-based poems; and actual dream explorations. She can be reached at roswila at gmail dot com.
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I love the image of a child and an old elm. I reminds me of my childhood in Beloit Wisconsin. The most stately tree in our yard was an elm that my grandfather planted. Thanks Patricia for memory.
a child stares into
the tangles of an old elm
visiting grandpa
I love the image of a child and an old elm. I reminds me of my childhood in Beloit Wisconsin. The most stately tree in our yard was an elm that my grandfather planted. Thanks Patricia for memory.
a child stares into
the tangles of an old elm
visiting grandpa
cool scarlet night–
poinciana during dog days of summer