Why do you poem?
An attempt to word wisely
while I understand.
Image by James Sant [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons (Enigma).
Nightfall
Woken from a deep slumber, as if my name was spoken aloud. Only the spotlight of a honeyed full moon sings across my shadowed walls. Heart...
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1. Of my Soul a street is: Preternatural Pic- abian tricktrickclickflidk-er garner of starfish Picasso... -
Water Today, warm raindrops glass blurs, the blurry glassy, sharp sparkles sugar. Behind Evening, it was good. Leaves all turned into shadow... -
When I wonder do we first think we Are welcome to the world? From the abyss of a watery womb we hear outside of Us w...
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