Sotto Poet Poet Free verse

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Nature's Voice

Cosmos, the element of who we are
seraph of breath
through anger
and euphoria 

this is the body
Waiting for lighting.

Blessed with a low temblor,
A lesser-known form, stringy hooks,
The weak pry that forms the glasswork

stand firm
storm wakes up
Calm down ebbs

lever and lock

sparse timetable
unfold and describe the owl.
to broadcast; 
             to make 
                  a hollow
                        swag left

from the pole, wooden
we rise above the wind farm
anniversary

our swirled fossils stitched
our disaster set
hold aspirin
              digitalin 
                 digitoxin
                    adrenalin & 
                            Epinephrine

sustained
by our soul
even if you think you mistook it

there
it endures
every time 

Written: October 14, 2022

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Bill Baker October 19, 2022 at 10:07 AM Strong descriptions of the effects of the cosmos on us. Intriguing form of poetry. Have a great week! Bill

Demetrios Trifiatis October 15, 2022 at 6:11 AM Profound and enlightening writing depicting the mystic aspect of the Cosmic order, my dearest friend, Lasaad! Blessings!

Vijay Pandit October 15, 2022 at 5:05 AM Another creative write from you my friend. Your muse is rocking.

Victor Buhagiar October 14, 2022 at 11:01 PM A weak pry that is strong enough to overcome all.