Jan 12
Trembling
in my open palm
rests the fallen leaf: trembling
freedom begins now
Pamela Olson, 1/12/10
For Haiku Bones’ prompt,
“trembling”
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Very nice!!
Hi Pam, some folks don’t know when they are well off.
My favorite star, now deceased, sang, “freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”
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Very nice, Pam. And agree with Jim!
Just superb. Thanks Pam!
Ooh, I like the notion of trembling freedom… freedom can be a scary thing sometimes, or an exciting thing. Trembling either way, even for leaves.
I read it as someone starting over, free from the past mistakes and all the baggages
Wonderful! The terror of sudden freedom, in a way.
I’m free. free falling.