Lake water lapping Along low strides of river Rushing to the sea. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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Starling-covered trees, The flock seeks furtive rest laid On lime-hanging bole. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
A blooming petal blows past broken leaf gently, Like a sweet fragrance on warm summer wind…
A low bumble-buzz, Honeybee mistaken for Elbow-stinging wasp. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
We few reedy deer Fool aloof elapses pale Slate petals deft fed. *A palindrome is a word or phrase that reads the same forwards and backwards deft fedslate petalselapses palefool aloofreedy deerwe few Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Purple-pot Lilac, Wafting fragrance of old loves, Spring is almost here. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
These days I melt through, Life’s candlewax burning down. How long will it last? Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Alone in the sea, Waves carried by lunar tide Carving out beaches. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Crane’s neck stands supple, Well suited for spring preening, Got to look your best. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
This little notebook, Weighed down over time with ink, Its blank pages stained. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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