Infants gently curled, nesting
sarm inside their cocoons
Pressed up against one another
soft, shelless, boneless
Irritated by the sharp, hard spheres
that share their space
There’s no air, no space in between
Where one isn’t, there is another
until their binding comes loose
and they unfurl, still joined
but slowly stretching away
Orange has a very
diversified portfolio,
its assets including a juice,
a fruit, a city, a county, a revolution,
a Bowl, and color — strangely,
often in conjunction with brown —
that only young redheaded boys
seem to really like.
AintNoNinny: life at twilight sings a last song before darkness nature’s lullaby
Tristan: My future is something shining, something flashing way out on the watery horizon. It’s making its way to me faster than I’m floating to it.
AintNoNinny: DELIVER MY WISHES Deliver my wishes on dishes of gold. Shine them with dust from gilt faery wings. Bring me your gifts from days of old. With blessings, let their potential unfold into...
Tristan: You can have the fame if you leave me money; Take away the tea, but leave me the honey.
Tristan: The tree’s arms are tired, outstretched, and still waiting for that hug.
deepgreen: Love came as a surprise. I didn’t expect it. But I like it so much, I will never regret it. He is there for me. I’m a lucky girl! He’s so handsome and strong. Gives my...
SBgiselle: Straight and tall, The mighty tree, For decades it has grown. It reached so high, It spread so far, All on it’s very own. The tree was proud, Of his solid wood, And the quantity of...
D. Edgar Lamp: A Story In Verse, Part 5: THE OCEAN I clung to his neck with my eyes tightly closed. The beat of his wings like a music composed A tranquil serenity there in the air, An island of...
D. Edgar Lamp: (151) INSTANT INSIGNIFICANCE My span of life mosquitos past While eons elephant as if Their hulking selves were frozen stiff While I go by so fast My epic blur of beating wings In...
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This slice of sunshine
Perfectly depicts
My favorite breakfast.
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Peel
Infants gently curled, nesting
sarm inside their cocoons
Pressed up against one another
soft, shelless, boneless
Irritated by the sharp, hard spheres
that share their space
There’s no air, no space in between
Where one isn’t, there is another
until their binding comes loose
and they unfurl, still joined
but slowly stretching away
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the small and simple seed to grow
into a great and nourishing source
encased in a juicy cushion
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Orange has a very
diversified portfolio,
its assets including a juice,
a fruit, a city, a county, a revolution,
a Bowl, and color — strangely,
often in conjunction with brown —
that only young redheaded boys
seem to really like.
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Sensuous segments
Greedy fingers dig in hard
There’s juice in your eye
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