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My Home
My Home
Diurnal prayer, "Praise the breath in me."
I plucked the honeysuckle of the Sun,
And grouped it on the chamber windowpane,
Save a trip during senses pair, smell, sight.
Painted a bird, perceived that it held firm,
Circumnavigated, adopts the sky,
Possessed during flight, the heart from my niche,
Acquired its course on some nest, where it stays,
While rare wonderment, some docile sheet prop
Against patterned desk, ambushed orbs boost plus
Dips, an African safari relief,
I perceive a remarkable presence
Encompassing me, a baseball in mitts,
Leather scents the room, succeeding flowers
From morning growth, promptly eve waives the Sun,
Seizing method, grooves of a desk melds,
Cascading warm wetness lifts per young heart,
Retreating through a room via some lights,
The gods, Lunar succeeds Solar, trade blows,
Constellate the beyond all Stargazers,
Soon sights observe a stellar relief sky,
Delinquent, charts the weightiness of lids,
A sole soul fumble chambered memories,
Nocturnal prayer, "I will be there soon."
2019 August 17
*3rd Place*
My Home
~~Lu Loo
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