I am silk on my
pretty bicycle
red wings and fearlessness
I am a brazen bee
flying heart first
and chanting
my fingers pass like spirit
over
teasing lips
a fay cast with cherry juice joy
I live in the mind of all things
I make you move.
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Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
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More word magic from Silverpoetry.
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YOU are magic x
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Thank you Ms. Silver. 😉
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Oh this one is just delicious.
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:-))))))))
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a lovely poem!
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thankyou x
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Bees and flying hearts… too many good images, leading to a wonderful poem.
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Ha sometimes i think that it is true you CAN have too many good images in a poem! Thankyou xx
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I dunno if that’s really true. Although sometimes you go through the words waiting for that magical thing to spring up in front of you, more’s the pleasure when it does.
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mmm maybe I’m thinking too many adjectives… I have to agree the delight feeling when something does reveal itself is pretty cool x
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The imagery and the scenery transcribed from such words develops a very sunny, happy piece of poetry that manifests the taste of something truly sweet and the tranquil idea of summer. Or perhaps the words are reminiscent of spring? Ponder deeply on this I will. Very nice poem!
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Your comment is to be pondered too 😉 x
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Very alive in the moment!
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Thanks Holly x
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Im breathless ~I felt that juice down my throat!
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ooh good its full of love! very nutritious, love!
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BLOODY Brilliant! 😉
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BIG grin !xxxx
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Heart first and chanting. So beautiful. So YOU.
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😉 xxxxxxxx actually you reminded me right now to stick my chest out and say Y E S to life…sometimes my eyes burn with the bigness of it all and the smallness… hmmm smallness… stay tuned sweetHEART
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Lovely writing, Ana.
‘My fingers pass like spirit
over
teasing lips’
Wonderful imagery.
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Thankyou, your comment has teased another poem from my fingerlips
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