yer mask is permanent, mine comes an' goes, somehow yew think i live in fear

my task is heaven-sent, gawd only knows, Kung Pao the fink an' disappear

rainbow in curved air got bent, it shows objects as far away as near

walk into the woods, pitch tent, sky glows, locates us on the sphere

authorities seek rent, they chose to leech an' weakly profiteer

disclosure's no event, a thorny rose unfolds for every volunteer

take ascent or yew'll lament the woes of empty bandolier

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You hear the words, but your brain makes no sense of them. #blog #writing #writingcommunity #sifaswriting #poetry

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Time for cookies...for the four-pawed and tailed friends. #blog #writing #writingcommunity #poetry #sifaswriting

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a balmy night is
finally descending on
a feverish earth

#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

Gray sky summer day

still til balmy breezes blow hard

bringing gift of rain

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#Writing #DailyHaikuPrompt #balmy

«La luna es un grafitti sobre la ciudad»

Cuando no hay canícula
sino lluvia
la luna está fuera de nosotras

Retorno con el beso de la luna
hirviendo en el cuerpo
Soy mujer y a veces
como a Marge Piercy
le gustaría quitarse el sexo
y dejarlo guardado
en el armario

Sucede que me canso
de aullar el deseo
en las temporadas de canícula
cuando arden los insectos

Entre la carroña que encuentro
al atravesar la ciudad
...

— Leticia Luna

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