Written: May 07, 2024
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he peppered peony
petals, poems ...
past my path
scattered starlight, songs,
moonstones …
spaning my spine
friendship fell
in felicity.
hush the bee hum in
my hooters were hazel
Begonias bloom
bound
silent songs
strum my sternum
funneled fairly
fetching forward!
fettered
gramophone of love
Categories:
spaning, analogy, friendship,
Form: Free verse
And the trees
laiden down their dappled hands
or bows of earth bound angelic foundries
where leaves in all their spaning handliness
cast their stained glass impressions of their souls
and dance on through the arms of fairies
their petalled gowns thrown high
will show their faces onto the heavens
to hail the kings that poise,
away above the flowered dances
another world unknown
Categories:
spaning, imagination, nature, visionary,
Form: Personification