Old Wood In The House

strong winter winds
old wood in the house
ceilings, floors, walls
startling me in the early hours
speaking to me this day

resilience
strength

the way
Hope holds

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This poem is from January 30, 2012.

Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin

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I thought I’d begin a new series here of posts that are influenced by my study of haiku.

Ellen Grace Olinger