i was made to feel
foolish for listening to my
SOUL instead of YOU
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i was made to feel
foolish for listening to my
SOUL instead of YOU
.
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don’t get up for this
lay down stillness, listen to
wasps of your own chest
.
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the cool echo of
my fur untouched by others
fingers, coming clear
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you told me you were
bird
that’s weird
i chirp, a-flutter
perch here on this cloud
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Thank you to the people at NaPoWriMo for choosing my poem ( yesterday) as featured poem. Oh joy!!
i do
more than love
i live
and let love
pass me
pass through me
sadly
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P.s
i love therefore i am
being is doing
a big deep voice can
rattle roof off
hum long like
silence on a sky
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roe deer disappears
enclosed in dark green night
sleeping rough as us
.
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how does one spell that?
B or Be or Bee?
simply
B
like a befuddled butterfly flying
B
like a rotunded gentle man lying
B
like a bobbly jelly
B
like a boob & a belly
B
is my beloved letter for beginning Barbara
B
is my fat little pat of butterara
B
is a bee or three, flutter-buzzing-by
B
is seeking for flower, just loving, nuzzling-by
tickling, giggling; a yellowy bombilation simmering giddy
summery on breezy boils of thunderous nano buzzes
whizzing in and around my ears & eyes, my limbs, my clothes
just because zzzzzz
Bee
thinks i’m flower zzzzzz
may that
B
btw
April 23, 2020
Café 7, St.Prex
Day 23:-Today’s prompt (optional, as always) asks you to write a poem about a particular letter of the alphabet, or perhaps, the letters that form a short word.
love knows no borders
nor orders ~ she is fluid ~
porous ~ through us ~ is
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