Motives disclosed with parapraxis need
to spill the tea,
a slip of the tongue,
have to tell the world
that you my dears
are damn lovely.

Just don't tell anyone I told you.

#FreeVerseFriday #Parapraxis #Poem

Arequipa Ochre and blue walls And the fading peaks Of volcanoes And the sunlight Plummeting beyond The hills waken Leaves to their Lost trees.

“The world counts
On our fall.
Our solitude interests
The butterflies
And the lost gold
Of the afternoons.”

Fridays during #NationalPoetryMonth are #freeversefriday
I’ll share a poem by someone that sings to me
Today #benokri
#NaPoMo #poetry

www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi...

[anyone lived in a pretty how town] anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did. Women and men(both little and small) cared for anyone not at ...

…spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

Fridays during #NationalPoetryMonth are #freeversefriday
I’ll share a poem (or link) by someone that sings to me
Today #eecummings
#NaPoMo #formcalendar #30poems30days #poetry

Out walking in the swamp picking cowslip, marsh marigold, this sweet first green of spring. Now sautéed in a pan melting to a deeper green than ever they were alive, this green, this life, harbinger of things to come. Now we sit at the table munching on this message from the dawn which says we and the world are alive again today, and this is the world’s birthday. And even though we know we are growing old, we are dying, we will never be young again, we also know we’re still right here now, today, and, my oh my! don’t these greens taste good. — David Budbill

Fridays during #NationalPoetryMonth are #freeversefriday
I’ll share a poem by someone else that sings to me
Today #thefirstgreenofspring by #davidbudbill

#NaPoMo #formcalendar #30poems30days #poetry 🌱