A tiny poem for your evening.
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A tiny poem for your evening.
Pent-up potential,
power pushing forth…
ready to burst…
end of summer flowers…🌻
-vmaddesso
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Soft as salted yolk, but creamy as cheese, shining bright using another’s energy, the moon gently lays me down to sleep.
https://medium.com/chalkboard/soft-as-salted-yolk-d8cd347bfc95 / #micropoetry
Fire red, orange leaves, deciduous, falling leaves, a feast for the eyes.
Click bait checkmate
translate mutate
Hammer and feather
fall together
Join the pack
or die out back
Fountain of youth
short in tooth
Unkind world
pain unfurled
Over the fence
future tense
Music died
speakers fried
See you again
don’t know when
Whoop and holler
cost a dollar
Dead man’s tale
never fail
joan hawley
mike frawley
"It is never
only a habit
if it screams
when you kick it."
Emma Bleker