Bees and me ( again)
nothing like the
notion you
might kark it
gets you going on
all the corners all the sweepings
where the day was too short the
storm shutter cracked along
the bottom
sand never comes with
sleep
the gritty eyes
misnomer of the acapella
gangs how much of the love songs
spawning us seeped in
sat upon the haunches
all stretch and sinew
a rocker block and tackle
lifting up the night again
time to think again
again is nothing new
dawn takes no flower
by surprise
no mother no bee
not me
not me
Wonderful heart-poem. But I hope you're feeling better, Kerri.
ReplyDeleteI am on the mend Rob thanks.
Deletedawn takes no flower by surprise
ReplyDelete-- great ending = great title
for later
yes please.
DeleteLove it!
ReplyDeletea rocker block and tackle
lifting up the night again
Perfect. xxm
brilliant ending, poem
ReplyDeleteI like this a lot Kerri, especially the opening and closing stanzas
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