Lost Without Words, paper collage, 2021
midday
or,
a palm tree
in absolute movement
a butterfly
and an infantry
racing through
suburban streets
become enormous
at the mention of
their entwined reality
this is and is not
a gesture of
sudden extravagance:
a seashell
and a monument
a dense underworld
of dandelions that
hurls itself through
the foot-holes of space
is an unblemished metaphor
for a life worth living
The Used Life 
12 responses to “Lost Without Words”
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Thank you 🙂
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Wonderful!
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Thank you!
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Simply gorgeous! ☀️🌷
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Thank you, Myth!
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I tried to reblog your beautiful poem ‘mantra Of A Butterfly’ though it posted as if myself, wrote the poem. I will try again at a later time,as I am not online very often anymore to post a poem. I do hope all is well with you and all those you know and love!
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No problem, Myth. If it’s “Mantra for a Hummingbird” you’re after, I’m afraid I’ve removed that post, as the poem was included in my recent chapbook. If you have the text saved somewhere, you’re welcome to post it with credit. I hope you and yours are well, also, friend. Nice to see you here!
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Oh that’s the one! Beautiful poem, and poetry by you, always!
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Thank you, Myth! Take care!
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I like this piece…and I love the butterfly and infantry and their “intwined reality”…our fates, our lives, our realities so much more intertwined than we can fathom. And I love the closing line “is an unblemished metaphor for a life worth living”..indeed it is..
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Thank you so much, my friend. I’m happy you enjoyed the poem.
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