A Tranquill Transition
I hold a mouse
safe for the grasp of clawing
its name in the palm of my hand
and a pad to support my weight.
Together we weave our artistry
a symbiosis of Earth&Humanity
in Write Out Loud (WOL) poetry.
I hold a mouse
safe for the grasp of clawing
its name in the palm of my hand
and a pad to support my weight.
Together we weave our artistry
a symbiosis of Earth&Humanity
in Write Out Loud (WOL) poetry.
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