Orange Fields Are Forever, paper collage, 2023
there’s a time to be earthy
sensual, like a bell
to beat hammers on the moon
and grab
at a crust of lightning
with both hands
that, someone whispers, is
the essence of poetry
a never-ending springtime
of unanswerable questions
the premise of our selves
drifting
through unopened windows
and marching home
to scrub the dishes
a cosmos in a rocking chair
a dance among orange trees
to wingbeats
on cluttered coffee tables
are the dovetails
of mercenary stars
The Used Life 
10 responses to “What Are You Waiting For?”
It’s good to read a poem from you again. The lines below are so good!
that, someone whispers, is
the essence of poetry
a never-ending springtime
of unanswerable questions
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Thank you very much, Bob! It was good to write poetry again.
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Merci 😊🙏🏻
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Beau poème, femme de sagesse! 🙂
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Merci mon ami. 🙂🙏
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Your poetry reaches the core of me, every time! ✨
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Thank you so much, Michele! Your comment made my day. 😊
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The last three stanzas are excellent..I sip my coffee this morning waiting for wingbeats and the cosmos to fill me..so to dance later today. I will try to be the sequel to such a poetic beginning. 🙂 What a great way to start my morning 🙂 thank you, my friend.
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Thank you very much! I’m delighted you enjoyed the poem, and I hope you continue to have an inspired day! 😊
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