once upon a time
my half-way house of wisdom
tumbled to the ground
narrow, hot pursuit
the tight rope walk is simple
illusions dissolved
empty tubes and pots
false rainbow melts harmlessly
was it ever there?
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4 comments:
Great one, Janet! Love the word choices, especially the "half-way house of wisdom" and "tight rope walk." I think I may send my students here to check out your work!
We must be like snails:
before going anyplace,
they must leave the shell…
Thanks Lisa. Send 'em on over anytime.
Good one borut! I'm with you.
When our half-way houses dissolve, maybe we'll find we're home. Good haiku, Janet.
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