Apr 15, 2024
4/15/24
he traced
idle circles
on my stomach
I could have lived
in ignorance
forever
A found poem from:
Maas, Sarah J. A Court of Mist and Fury, Bloomsbury Publishing, 2020. P 23, 156.
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4/15/24
he traced
idle circles
on my stomach
I could have lived
in ignorance
forever
A found poem from:
Maas, Sarah J. A Court of Mist and Fury, Bloomsbury Publishing, 2020. P 23, 156.
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So many men think They were born charismatic, But they were just born as men. You donβt see the birds Pointing at us from the sky, Laughing at our nudity.
A sedoka written 5/10/2020
oleander stems yield the sweetest ambrosia in a butterfly garden
where euphoric wings war with brave desperation against the chill winds of change
Rhymingtherapy β May 2020 (my video) Writerscreedchallenge #177 Sedoka
3-5-2020,Β β... a sedoka.β
between heaven & earth &
Betwixt two rivers winding wheel smashes crane's wing between heaven and earth and
Betwixt lungs taut, beats courage in spite of fear, your blades cutting a path for light
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Afternoon trembles
Fanged in afternoon
trembles, these elastic strikes
compose orchestral outrage
β
Discordant digits
fumble their good will, and catch
on harmonyβs devoured word
Touch me in hollow
places; fill caves with your dear
treasure, watch me breathe you in.
Press your lips to scars;
chase the gloom from infinite
tunnels, set fire to this flesh.
quiet cacti bloom
desert storms do not deter
flowers blowing in the wind
flowers flowers find
remembering their needles
with time tears will surely close