Sunset

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I lower the tea bag,

a chamomile-orange,

in the hot water…

The sun’s slowly sinking

in the black sea…

We descend in unknown,

into acrid basement

of consciousness,

where old spirit dwells,

awaiting us for merci

on the edge of life,

sewing the seam

behind the needle

we blueprinted our path

recovering after encounters,

walk thru quarantines

of forgiveness -

face dramatic farce…

The sun’s slowly sinking

in the black sea…

I lower the tea bag,

a chamomile-orange,

in the hot water…

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The hint

Magpie Tales image

My Master?  Disappeared.

Left Open Windows

Commanded: Serve!

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Fit in

Is there real difference between a cat

sitting on the branch of tree under the sky

and – under the grand piano cover?

To fit in the corner of the world, big or small

surrounded by strings, hummers and the soul

waiting for sounds, when the hummer moves

to hit the spot…

What can the cat channel, chewing on wooden peg?

A pitch becomes new mantra- even beasty cancer receding…

The music – only? thing the cat cheats on humans,-

talking of unspeakable turbulent emotions’ release.

 by Brenda Warren

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Wreathing

Imaginary garden with real toads by Marian

W is for wasted time/double work

if you doubted a worth of words.

W is for weather - under its sticky blanket

sneak to pretend: you - out of world.

W is for who we worship, amazed by

whimsical wisdom of ‘wizard’.

W is for “whew”, when the poem’s completed

whether or not I used wherewithal.

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Versatility

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This viscous thought

I roll in the hollow structure

tending to let it out,

instead – murmur and groan

moving to howl.

The muscular hydrostat

on the floors

test/taste the offering

even not material,-

visualized once.

Is it edible? Aligned with

papillae/buds?

The nerves & blood vessels

supply the answers.

Sensitive, it keeps moist,

articulates the needs;

adept, it knows

how to manipulate

for mastication

and when to spit.

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Arms

Photo by Lolamouse, Imaginary garden with real toads

You've granted me

with so many arms

handy to use

for chores

to caress

Raising to vote

for better choice

laying to calm

the growing stress

Sometimes they meet:

the right scrabbles the left

in shame

Hands shaking – the best

for reaching consensus

they aim…

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Rocking chance

Art by Kathryn Stotter

I open my hands

to embrace

the rocking chance

playing, swaying

teasing thru bones

clearing

-sharp aches-

the creative mess

flowing in the water

I stand above

on my limbs/bridge

twice

a chance may come

but – over time

stolen years smile

sinking in the ground

thru the roots

let them go

all trees show

the way to heaven

we were called Home.

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