“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Showing posts with label mantra. Show all posts
Saturday, June 8, 2019
Mantra(s)
(1)
Put this is your mouth
tasting this flavor of thought
smell the breath with in.
(2)
Lingering outside
you choose the notes to pick up
and savor the sounds.
(3)
Prove you can jump in
and out of the echoes left
in the chorus line(s).
(4)
Get inside between
and stretch as much as
you can momentarily.
Painting by Thomas Eakins [Public domain].
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