1 Year, 337 Poems, 320 Poetic Forms
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Noisily tumble into salty puddles cleaning the winter away
Desperation due to desiccation
A dancer among the branches
Layered delicately ruffled and damp
Forming an army of silent patient shower spiders
But a jubilant jaunt to libation
Gangly kids tumble from the bus
Street-smart, city-wise, he is on his way
When we love ourselves as we love the other love becomes bold
One day the vine’s all green leaves and promise
It’s the best she can do, breathe in, breathe out
Where nature preaches I will be
Field guide in hand walking the land to understand
six wrinkled elbows buttress wrists and hands
Six legged sunrise
My parish is the biomass
Invisibly weakened by life so goes the heart
Curvaceous evolution
Avoiding the academic machine
Flair and glare reflecting in aviators, life somewhere between psychedelic dream and nightmare
No power button, just powerful
Too bad this ecosystem is ruled by thermostat
Life is this blue and pink treat ball
It is always practice
Stumps are shorthand for rains and winds withstood
Lust like every damn day
A stalled hurricane of potential
She’s missing the cock to her doodle do.
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