Daily Poems for 2025

Pucker

Pucker

Pucker

Pucker

Pucker

A pucker  
in the fabric
of time
opens a door
into my childhood.

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Pucker

The AI rendered this poem as a plant-heavy room with a door leading into a second space where a child in winter garb is waiting, perhaps to guide the viewer on a journey of rediscovery.