A Feigned Pose
In abundance, it grows Deep wisdom ancient Alongside stinging nettle Gracefully, it stands I, too feign a pose Itching injury persistent. All I should do is bre...
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Small Pleasures
A pinch nestles in the chamber air between leaves A light tamp another pinch thumb seals aroma A little murmur fingers fumble the match strikes Anticipation― th...
In Full Sway
Two at the back One at the front In full sway; Spring a season For graduations. Note: Poem was inspired by the Midweek Motif, “bicycles, tricycles or unicycles”...