I let the mountains cry rain, through the eyes of the sky. the earth wash its face so the, plants can wake up. I too cry… I tell a story to a flower, the flower sings to the thorn as… Read More ›
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28/30 | a song to listen | National Poetry Month 2018
a friendship takes a burial ground to resurrect corpses a funeral spreads pamphlets to celebrate life an accidental meeting gives meaning to the mind and somewhere an unnamed ceremony is winding to an end maybe today the wind will bring… Read More ›
27/30 | Workout Work-in Poem | National Poetry Month 2018
Today there will be more sweat in every repetition in every squat, in every pushup every Burpee will be an eternity long There is no drop of sweat – that will taste sweet or may be they are sweet, we… Read More ›
25/30 | A Journey | National Poetry Month 2018
I have shouted my lungs for toys I don’t need, but kept silent when I fell I have worried the rain might ruin – the play in the evening, but remained awake at night just to hear a drizzle. I… Read More ›
