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Poetry! (with an invitation)

Poetry is like being on a boat

Fingers trailing in the water

Birds flashing in the sky

Sun hazy through the clouds

The smell of salt and dirt and weedy growing things,

Flowing water.

Poetry is like running out in a rainstorm

Rounds of water and hail

Stinging pellets on the skin

Thunder clap and a flash of lightning,

Setting the soul free.

Poetry is a force that moves and shakes and comforts.

Tell me, dear writer and reader, 

tell me, what is poetry like for you?

 

 

 

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◄ Sitting in the Kitchen

Breathe ►

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Hélène

Wed 21st Feb 2024 03:15

Thank you Uilleam for joining in. Great fun! And thanks all for the likes. So appreciated.

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Tue 20th Feb 2024 12:57

Thanks Hélène.

Food of love,
Chalk and cheese,
Music for the eyes,
Food for thought,
Sugar and spice,
Phonemes syllables,
Rhyme and rhythm,
Sometimes muddled,
Sturm und Drang,
Chiar Oscuro,
Lines in Sand,
Love proclaimed,
Lines on line,
Pencil paper,
Lines by hand,
Eraser, please,
I could go on,
But I’m hungry,
And when I'm hungry
I get angry,
Cake now, PLEASE!
🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂
Oh, Pizza's here!

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