Encouraging Black Bird
I can white write more
But I fight to write less
What can I sandy say
That hasn’t been said
By other poets more great
Or silver stoics seeking soul
Bored blue with my poems today
Despite neon nite my mind unfolds
But then I get soupmail from you
Poetic sky once grey becomes blue
Is it your praise or faith in word
That cinnamon celebrates being heard
So thank you little black bird
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