Dormant
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I have so many poems
dormant within my psyche
sitting waiting for a cull
midst fizzing to the surface
words circle above my head
in iridescent bubbles
dancing hovering in flight
the songbird fledgings soaring
seeing which take to the perch
as I hold out pen or finger
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~IN THE GARDEN OF MY FANTASY~ 2023
AP: 2nd place 2023, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 1, 2019 for contest EARLY MARCH 2019 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019
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