from the sun :: poetry on iPhone
THis is the first poem I’ve written on an iPhone
It doesn’t feel write right
My finagers long to lace metal
I’m maki g mistakes becUse my thumbs are too big
My words want to cuddle clearmint lines in notebooks And run over you
With ease as I jot backwardMy feet are making
Tomorrow’s line
Through conditional circumstance
Along path
The TrAversed line
Quick
Through chestnut marked leaf lawn
To my doorstepI Am yours
If you let me walk again tomorrow
In the morning
At the same time
I Am building a reminder
And you are my permissionI want the whole mouth
Incisors torn-gum half moonAbandon usYou are A wilderness
I am explorer
You Are an estuary
I am sun
My light is shadow spot on your remainderSent from my iPhone b
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Part of Imperfect Prose Thursdays
2 comments
you are an estuary…
love this.
love the mistakes. you should link it to imperfect prose today. :)
happy birthday dear madeleine! and thank you, christina, for linking this today… your poetry is beautiful… it might help though if you linked the exact url, as you might be getting a lot of comments on madaleine’s birthday post :) (not that that’s a bad thing) she sure looks like you! thanks for being broken with me today. xo
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