Nag Nag... that's all you ever do
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
The wind comes; to me and you.' The sun soaks us, also rain and dew, flowers rise to
Us from the earth, if you make a new place
Or not or build upon? An
inheritments worth, vegatables, climb or to us grow.' Also weeds, so sometimes we hoe.' All in all God gifted us well, with fish in the folds of the waters that swell.' Much to be glad for, and think upon, creation our inheritance, a support thats strong.' We need not chase and always push.' Just care and await the fruitfull bush, mulberrys
Redcurrants, blueberries too pineapple bannanas climb up good and true.' A blight
Upon us just a few..Who would make by patent much mockery..I sue.' Dear God of
Abundance strike them down.' Bring judgment and split open their wicked crowns.'
The garden offers itself to the flower
in propitious nature,...
The gardener, faithful cultivator...
offers himself in affection and promptness,
The flower, in primal grandeur,
reciprocates both with true beauty...!
Life is eternal
Destination unknown
Comes into physical form
Is dormant
Becomes active
Interacts with all of creation
Has an impact on evolution
Leaves physical form
Life is eternal
Destinations unknown
A possible reincarnation
Comes into physical form
Etc …
a few heavy raindrops
bathed happily dancing
in my garden's bird bath
Have you ever pretended a guy was interesting?
Have you slow danced and let him sniff you up close?
I gives you somewhere to go, if you decide to.
Or given a little kiss—nothing slutty in that.
You know, a 'person' isn’t a good kisser - it takes two.
I’m not talking about me, of course.
There’s a two-way interrogation going on
complete with our own internal narratives
—we reenact it’s rituals in the strangest places
like quiet libraries or the lerch and spin of a dance club
we process by analogy and approximation and it works
until it doesn’t, like cold water poured into a glass.
Then we settle back into the dull rhythms of study
I’m not talking about me, of course.
.
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Songs for this:
Loveland by The Blenders
Human Nature by Mitchell Brunings
Are they angry, annoyed
with alien landed gentry?
Are they just playing
a game shared, taught?
Magical, divine,
man x woman interaction!
Male, female together...
God granted ability
to sprout creation
from the feminine garden womb...
bearing fruit,
from the fertile field of that
wonderful human being
Both particles, divine... !
Moment of sublimity
when I penetrate your being
and I dlve into your essence
restless students wait
for the freedom bell to ring –
sad rhetorculist
Just the phrase exchange has my attention.
Found poise not most discombobulated.
Felt clad and poised for a neat impression.
Just the phrase exchange has my attention.
That was one of my chief roles to mention.
And my goal, it won't rile complicated.
Just the phrase exchange has my attention.
Found poise not most discombobulated.
Written: March 11, 2023
if your body supports
my body inside yours
why your soul doesn't bear
All poetry in the hug
from your mouth that kisses me,
from your lips that embrace me...!
Does a wearer of lace
Run a wild breathless race
And still radiate True Grace
Or of prudence show trace?
And does he keep up face
linked with Dignified Pace?
Senator off with mace
And it triggers no case
Or him not cost his place?
Never shall rash action
Sparking off reaction
And pour interaction
Favor any faction.
wood does not complain
though hard the woodpecker pecks
knows her needs so well
31 August 2021
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