Morning flower my motivation remainscurled up in bedthe sleep fog didn’tdissipate in the showerI’m holding this pen weird‘cause my fingersaren’t fully awake words are weaklike water-heavy teanearly tastelessbut the heat –the heat gives comfort& remedy to trust thatI will open soon enough feel the day vibrate my toes& dance like a morning flowerin love with… Continue reading Poem 208 – Morning Flower
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Poem 194 – Elegy for the Morning
Elegy for the Morning Oh humid-heavy hoursFrothing off dawn’s rounded cheekI gave in to more dreams& awoke feeling weak Too delicate to bless yourEntrance with my heartTo put to page my devotionIn such poetic art Before I could admire yourDazzling morning’s graceI rushed to dress &Leave my humble place Into the ruddy hours ten to… Continue reading Poem 194 – Elegy for the Morning
Poem 193 – Dervish
Dervish Nothing arrivesyet nothing is somethingThe candle flame is fatflickering hard like it’s yellinglike it needs attention My skin is chilled from the morning wingIt’s too cool for Julyyet it’s too hot for July also There’s a frilly itch in my right earI can’t quite make it stop spinningit’s a whirling dervish of an itch… Continue reading Poem 193 – Dervish
Poem 190 – The Letter & Gertrude’s Writing Room July Hours!
The Letter but firsta letterunloaded wordshandwritten on fancy paper because it calms me downbecause it helps me reflectbecause it makes me smilebecause it’s not 1897 but it still is 1897it always is the perfect day hour minute to handwrite s letter I can feel the ghostof a corset tight-grippingmy ribs I can smell the densemanure of my chuffing horseas it… Continue reading Poem 190 – The Letter & Gertrude’s Writing Room July Hours!