Nice!
I received the nicest email today.
If well-wishes were snowballs,
I just nailed you in the chest,
and in the soul blink between reali and zation
you emerge, discovering,
this snowball
is the kind that supernovas
into a million
wet electrons
that settle like a child’s kiss
innocent cool,
ephermeral love,
wet face
crisp air
happy gasp
as in, maybe i just needed to improvise someone a poem tonight - thanks.
Which made me think…
Couldn’t you write a Poetica Spontenaium today too?Give it a whirl. En la commentitos or on your own blog w/ a link please so I can spot it.I’m curious. Thanks.
*grin*
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