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My love is endless. If deaths cold wind blows my ashes far out to sea,
I'll love you from the stars.
#SeaOfVerse
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stripped of her radiance
she recalled
the art of burning
#10wordspoet
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"No mother / will ever pluck us with a gentle turn / of her wrist."
Love how non-humanness feels so deeply human, the transformation, and unexpected shift in POV in this autumnal poem 🤍
'The Unripe Apples' by @CharisJMorgan in @GrainLitMag
#poetry #poetrycommunity
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#FoxProse @FoxProse #poetsoftwitter #poetrycommunity #WritingCommunity
Agin puff sky a sigh,
fleeces glide, branch wheezes
inverting dance colored
leaf tip over ground
pound, pound wind found
shaking, high step luster
the #danceofpatiencepieces
taken to heart inside.
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rings ‘round Saturn
tight
like a Coopers
bands on a whiskey
barrel his wife howls
as he sinks
his teeth in his children’s
throats Grateful
days sometimes is
just a three legged dog
and a train whistle:
Excuse me but
right about now me
and old George
got some drinking to do #poem

















