I watched sunflowers blossom on their foreheads
They watched my hands release a fish
We all watched the fish fly in the air
We undid the braided hair of our dreams
We made earrings of the trumpet melodies
We let the hair dance
We let the sunflowers dance
And the dimples
on the face of the fish
danced
They whispered to me: "write"
And I wrote
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Another beautiful poem, Sherry, full of life and colour and motion.
ReplyDeleteGlad you like, thanks Po...
ReplyDeletewhat about the song? :)
Beautiful Poetry Sister...It's soft, calm. I like it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Ahki..
ReplyDeleteLet me jump to your blog now and read and read...
enchanting.
ReplyDeleteAnd they said "thank you DF"...
ReplyDeleteI saw Iggy Pop live twenty years ago. It was amazing!
ReplyDeleteWow, twenty years!
ReplyDeleteTime is like a big joke, we better relax ans smile...