Grandfather Tree

Grandfather Tree

The Grandfather Tree I was only three years old, when they found me asleep in The folds of your roots already you hand rings so thick, That you bulged. By the time I was five I could climb up the folds to your bottom branch. Still thin, young in tree-age. You became...
Breezeways; take the wind inside

Breezeways; take the wind inside

Breezeways Take the wind Inside. Let it flow Through open walls. Doors disappear. The sweet scent of honeysuckle Mingles with the buzz of bees. Trees sway Untangling thoughts A clean sweep Of leafy debris Shuttered Against storms Impermanent transitions Breezeway Abbe...
Chew on This

Chew on This

Chew on This Contemplate, take your time To swallow. Not all is edible. Some ideas, offers, relationships Are meant to be left behind. Abbe would love to share her other thoughts and books with you at...
Innocence–gleeful surprise

Innocence–gleeful surprise

A balm of sweet innocence Settled upon the air of ennui, caused by a stagnant heart. For on an isle of love An infant Jumped in a sweet-pea bouncer. Alone to discover In gleeful surprise The up-rise and downfall Of its own motion. Abbe would love to connect. You can...
A letter in a bottle

A letter in a bottle

I sent my words Out into the ethers Of the vast ocean. A letter in a bottle Written with the Sun in my eyes, Sand between my toes, And the breathless joy Of a tousle in the waves. No return address. Just a note to the world That I exist. Abbe would love to connect....
Talking Heads

Talking Heads

Talking Heads Are you willing to dismiss certainty? If you can, then we can converse. Otherwise, each of us is talking to ourselves. Visit Abbe athttp://www.abberolnick.com, she’d love to hear from you.

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