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Saturday, August 2, 2014

The Tuscan Tree



Ragged, twisted, distorted, tangled
Stripped bare
No green buds
Of apparent life
Yet locked to rocky earth
Reaching out to the open skies
Inviting the warmth
Of the Tuscan sun








Poem: © Penelope Mavor 2014


Posted by Penelope Mavor at 4:22 PM
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