“If you smell juice,”
Mother said,
“Do, please put on shine,
and whisper at me –
am having beauty sleep,
rusting from the sun.”
Together, when days cool,
or there about,
life be that still.
(Another magnetic poetry poem. Play online.)
“If you smell juice,”
Mother said,
“Do, please put on shine,
and whisper at me –
am having beauty sleep,
rusting from the sun.”
Together, when days cool,
or there about,
life be that still.
(Another magnetic poetry poem. Play online.)
books, writing, farm, travel, family, coffee, outdoors
We are at war. Life is a battle. Every day we fight for joy, peace… love. This is correspondence from the front lines.
Throwing my soul into the cosmos.
Never placed, but who’s counting?
Verse from an adverse mind.
All pictures taken with Phone📱
Life and love along the way...
my humanity in written form
sharing the stories of interconnection
Photography, Technology, and Other Things That Interest Me
art. popular since 10,000 BC
Expressing Thought Through Photography
Wow, gorgeous and evocative.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you!
LikeLike
Most welcome.
LikeLiked by 1 person
This poem made me think of my mother, and her love of napping in the sun, sheltering from the wind, and ending up with sunstroke. I think it was the line “am having beauty sleep, rusting from the sun” I like that magnetic poetry, thank for introducing it to me.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is fun…looking forward to reading your creations. We should start a magnetic poetry Friday, or something, lol.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That could be fun!
LikeLiked by 1 person