Olive Avenue Poem by Lity Munshi

Someone discovered
Down far route of olive avenue
Bitter, sour
Aloof at sideways out of the city
And never mapped that carefully

Someone finds autumn
Forest routes through
Lost olive route
Discovered piece of broken tent
Couple of written poems on stone and
A red ribbon around neck of olive tree

He brings autumn woods
joining innovation
Triumph signs to discovery

We walked through olive
Autumn woods in alternate October
Rain, drizzling and we forgot
Umbrella in tent behind