🍂Crumbling flower steps
Outing to Sutro baths
Foggy ocean tide🍂
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🍂Rose gold sunset
Lights the barren skin lovely
Echos of what was🍂
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🍂Around in circles,
Just going through the motions
Making lemonade🍂
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🍂Fragmented blue bowl
Reminds me to be connected
In the chaos life🍂
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🍂Throwing cracker crumbs
Out the window for the birds
The nighttime buffet🍂
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🍂The existing change
Mustn’t force things too quickly
Flowers bloom and fade🍂
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🍂Pink sunset lamppost
The distance of wondering
Passing time and clocks🍂
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🍂Still garden violets
Steady sanctuary site
Dark purple angels🍂
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🍂Deep pink and blushing
Carefree wondering rose winds
Under red skies🍂
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These echo of thoughts
The labyrinth of solitude
Calla lily moon
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Today’s LittleNip:
When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
―Matsuo Bashō
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—Medusa, with thanks to Sarah Mahina Calvello for today’s fine poetry! Be sure to check in next Saturday for more of Sarah’s poetry.
Medusa’s Kitchen
Saturday September 27, 2025
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