In the shadow of geraniums
By bhi
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Strengthening, anticipating
The marrow morning, hot lipped
Past the parked buildings creeping,
Narrow reeds river the green sapped
Root drunk dreams unfurling
Bud clenched fingers burning
Unraged red: hot chisel kisses,
Simmered, drenched in sunned spices,
Open the passionate mouths,
The night’s yearning.
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I love poems of nature and
I love poems of nature and this is so beautifully descriptive, I could see the petals wanting to unfurl, feel the anticipation of that moment. This is such a well written piece of poetry I will surely read this many more times. Thank you for sharing this.
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Agree with Penny, this is
Agree with Penny, this is gorgeous, have read several times and it just gets better and better, "chisel kisses" is incredible! The heat, vibrancy you create is so strong, amazing poem
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I'm a late arrival to your
I'm a late arrival to your poem. I found it very creative and think you mastered it well.
Jenny.
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