I’ve forgotten
what poetry is
Did I ever know?
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I’ve forgotten
what poetry is
Did I ever know?
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Both the poem and image are beautiful!
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Yes, certainly, you are among the best.
You never forget poetry, I promise you.
Sometimes it
Gathers
Not like dust motes on a dresser
Rather
It takes to the underworld.
Like leaves to a forest floor
Nurturants build
Fungal spores ripen
Insects — decay’s friends
Work their magic
A vast army
Trudges underground —
Unseen to the eye
Emotions
Too embroiled yet for light
Crinkle and crack
Ideas roil
Forms yet uncovered trace new paths
Not slumbering
Busy
Yet unseen
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There is no forgetting
Life is implicit
complicit with decay
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This deserves its own post Jess…ok?
I especially like crinkle and roil xo
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You da boss x
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