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Poem -- non-entry

cook me up a secret
in the morning tea

a summer storm glows
over the garden

and I think of
a winter silhouette --
slow green tree heart
waiting to wake

from the warm and
steaming cup
a stream of poetry seeps
into my belly

----- from the same notebook, and likely made by playing around with magnetic poetry on the fridge ("cooked" tea 😝), but hey, it's got a tree in it! 😉
 
The wind’s scents thicken

Atmosphere bleeds up it’s squeeze

Angry skies commence
 
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