water rolls over rock rounded like a turtle's shell
Turtle’s Back [Haiku]
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I fell into a deep dreamhole amid the broad daylight, and tumbled and tumbled, stumbling out in the dark of night. I lost so many hours of life where reflections shimmer. I could not breathe, nor could I float - I, the swimless swimmer. I dropped, lost in those reflections. They were my mind's great curse, luring me to a shimmer space that I could not traverse.

boats in still water,
subdued prows reflect
a world below

shaggy parasol
sits by the sidewalk,
knowing only up

dark beach night
the moon burns bright
over calm waters

stunted pines
grow from the granite
green and thick