Lady Labyrinth Poet Free verse

Tripping the Light Fantastic

"Tripping the Light Fantastic"



Dance?

She said,
romancing
the lost agenda

You’re so
left 
sold

(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)








“Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.”










sold
soled
souled

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Lady Labyrinth November 12, 2021 at 11:53 PM https://youtu.be/313sM90mCLI

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