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rusty skeletons
frigid granite sky 

the fifth season
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Baker Avatar
December 28, 2023 at 4:36 PM
Intriguing poetry, Arlo. You leave a lot of leeway for the reader to think about. Have a great 2024, my friend. Bill
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December 29, 2023 at 3:06 PM
Happy to let you interpret as your mind choses, TB. New year do close...best wishes for the Best Year Ever!!!
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December 28, 2023 at 2:43 PM
Death would be the fifth season. I would have a pine box sky... Maybe some roots. Ed
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December 28, 2023 at 9:06 PM
Beg to differ...just "dead time" between 01/01 and 03/01. No root harmed in the writing of this piece. Looking forward to your Haiku, EE. :o)
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