4:44 three fours in bright lightafter a finger tap to my phonealert & open to the incomingsignificance of this number a trifecta of angel messageconvergence after four stormspounded their palms on my pathI’m not afraid this time rather in awe – persevering through thethick muck of worry to dancein the torrential downpour oftrusting my foundations… Continue reading Poem 181 – 4:44
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Poem 179 – Flat Tire & TONIGHT AT 8PM INSTAGRAM LIVE EVENT!
Flat tire the pop sound was hollowlike a giant pulling the inside of his cheekwith his two fingers – the car tirepuncturedthen thwhawp-thwhawp-thwhawp a flappinglike the throat of a mainsail caught in a bitter wind I pulled the car overrelieved a side street was availablefor sanctuary to inspect the damageit was easy to spot –… Continue reading Poem 179 – Flat Tire & TONIGHT AT 8PM INSTAGRAM LIVE EVENT!
Poem 178 – wind in maples
wind in maples the maple leaves are tiredtheir tips turned in to funnel the windthe wind that hasn’t quit for daysit’s exhausting – all that swayingall that noisethe out-of-control of it all they have been bowing down for hoursreaching for the moist earth for somethingto hold onto other than themselves in pauses between gustsI can… Continue reading Poem 178 – wind in maples
