Twice
a day
river water comes,
goes, in…out; tide
breathing.
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As promised, over the next couple of weeks I shall share the short-form poetry that I wrote while I was away. With the exception of this Elfje they were inspired by events during that time so I will post them here in chronological order – apart from Monday’s Haiku, which records an event towards the end of my holiday.
By The Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree 
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