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meteorologist : Sky to Sea

meteorite radiates z o o o m m i n g crashes onto Three Anchor Bay turquoise sky dust onto beach white grains winds sweep cobbled paths profane a fetus acquires solitary soul lost womb enlarges posting veins shine baby blessed shine divine observation work is thine platinum pressure paintbrushes dove hands devilish articulate Scythian lifetimes past remembered fast forward ferrolic clocks spun in head read write and arithmetic dread chemical interactions drool squiggles bathe chuckle study laboratory sniggles grow compete win defeat cry cameos dead songs atmospheric to be sung, give up dread pick Robertson berries drink rare ruby wine justice jugulars delicately combine smashing glass, meteorite sits silent under eyelids pink presence fine explores inner Canaan cobweb caves galore climbing pineal heights to evolutionary delight seer sight ~ peel, poetic heal a temporary deal before lissom living long there will be no chemical chasing ding-dongs to skip or stormy interactions to dip acid slips merely alkaline planetary victories to blip moonlit meteorite slowly surely suavely becomes mythic master meteorologist merry odd spacial morbidities burnt and buried she solitary eats mashed mussels musing … crack crack hush hush zero rush her dust floats across the Bay’s now cobalt midnight waters smoothly ocean floor seaweed entangles slave ship sunk circular rhodium ring twines coral reefs sung Trans muta tion unDers T o o d a coelacanth s w i m s a w a y ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Tom Woody

Date: 7/6/2025 5:31:00 AM

You certainly have a unique and creative mind. Where do these ideas come from?

Tom Woody
Date: 7/6/2025 6:00:00 AM

She's not much into poetry but we laugh a lot :)

Ghairo Daniels
Date: 7/6/2025 5:49:00 AM

From same place yours come from, Tom ! Trust U feeding your pretty wife with soupy poetic ingredients too. B blessed 4 your comments. (Afrikaans ones are funnier as my first language is Afrikaaps, a dialect )