Poem: Somatic Mystery

I asked

crimson permission

for himself,

that part of me I

didn’t know

how to be.

What myths

severed the maestro

from

mastering our cohesion?

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Poem #73, written 9.6.2014

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3 surreal poems

Reverb

O my indigo

Singing

Ebullient octopi

 

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Bother

Ohio

Gemstones

Inside a geode

 

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Melancholy mushrooms meditate

Avocados artlessly alliterate

Tunesmithing tilapia tap dance with fate

In what universe do we all congregate?

 

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Poem #s 113 & 112, written 12.30.2014;

#110, written 12.11.2014