Thursday, April 28, 2022

Wings












 Geodoodle

Our dreams fill with light,

Miracles, fear, darkness,

Noise, joys, sorrows of

Waking at tomorrows 

Relit in night where ball-

Lightning gets us biddable

And living skies anoint 

New lives --a plenum,

A focal point in thunder

Tells us where to run

Under shelter --a heart melter

From about and above

Teaching us to be in love.

 

 

 

4 comments:

  1. Your poetry is always beautiful, Geo. And I always, always learn a few new words. You have an extraordinary vocabulary.

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    1. Thanks O-Jenny, for your very encouraging comment!

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  2. My how you weave words so beautifully. "...noise, joys, sorrows of waking at tomorrows..." Love it and you, Geo.

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  3. Dear Robyn, Love appreciated and reciprocated. I don't write poetry because I'm much good at it. I do it because it's fun and I don't have to wear a helmet.

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