Poetry like


Sayings, singing songs like threaded words on
Strings of twine around your neck. Not plastic
Like the bright cheap colors in the super
Market. On a farm of green and hay and

Red barn doors, a child sits high above the
Tilting windmills stringing gems, whistling joy.
Perchance, the world looks bleak; perchance it is.
Brace yourself. The gripping plenty will blind

You. Eat when you’re hungry. Don’t ration joy.
It’s not scarce. I look down a hallway, fear-
Full and I see my fears in the empty.
Instead of the small handprints on the wall.

The featured image is “The Last Supper” by Leonardo Da Vinci painted in 1495. The original work can be found in the Church Santa Maria delle Grazie, Milan, Italy. All works by Da Vinci (1452-1519) are in the public domain.


I write abecedarian sequences

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