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Haiku for 2025 [No. 30. Cheoil is Réabhlóidach]
Maidin mhaith! céad mile fáilte. Seo mo dhán: Haiku i stíl cheoil is “réabhlóidach”.
Good morning! a hundred thousand welcomes. Here is my poem: a musical and “revolutionary” Haiku.
A RED LINE’S BEEN CROSSED
REVOLUTION’S WHAT WE NEED
ROOT AND BRANCH CLEAROUT
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh,
Dé Domnhnaigh, an deichiú lá de mhí L...
Sunday 10th August 2025 1:48 pm
twisted trees
A twisted oak coiled round its self the perfect home for a mouse.
He climbed up a twisted branch and made his peace there, he built a nest of twine in the hollow center.
twine woven in brade, ants climbing up in parade. the army came to a hault and flead, they
feared for their lives and would rarther not be dead.
the stars a gemstone, the moon an ivory marble in a get jar.
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Monday 17th August 2015 8:11 pm
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