POEM: DOUBLE STIR
Double thick
and butter knifed
dreams slip
back into the jar
Like radio swerves
to latch a hertz
I am on time
with no rehearsal
Lean back into black
tucked street lights
Waiting for my bike
to pull me over
The shouldered hills
the blue horizon
and the green gaze
at the speed of falcons
She stirred me
with prickly words
And spoon arcs
taking turns
I wasn't meant
to last more than 30 minutes
I am the tasted cookie
battered and obscured
The center of egos
ones zeros
and soldiers of Nero
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While I'm spooned
6:30 PM
looks down on
my crumbled silence
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fabulous one. love to read it. thank for sharing
learn in murky waters will hold the next step, finding gaps in doing would give pearls.
thanks @rubenalexander.
I get advice in this poetry,
These words are making alot of sense the connection to many things , the light , the sound , the frequency , the spoon & the cookie ....
It is lovely .....
This is lovely 💕💕💕💕
Your fascinating and worthy word in your poetry really impressed me. Keep writing... I always like any poem. Because I try to learn from every poetry. And I also try to write poetry. Thank you sir for your good poetry.
Lol hold on, could this just be about/describing web browser cookies?
Muy bueno, crees que se podría traduicir al español sin perder la escencia? siempre he tendido dudas de como se traduce un poema...
Si creo que puedo hacer eso.
Nice poem sir iam a great lover of poetry from childhood onwards.thanks a lot for sharing.
this is so beautifully written that's so nice excellently written
Nice