Pull me in, nervous friend.
Tell of grey dragons
that obscure the vibrant world–
Murmur of horrid waters
that wash away gorgeous earth–
Please, pull me in.
Image from the app Magnetic Poetry: Word Magnets for Creative Writing from the Google Play Store.
Or does it even whisper?
How does the earth whisper?
In the tongue of chanting wind
or in an aching, singing spirit–
honey sun will bloom early
clock beats summer’s eve
honey sun will bloom early
radiant symphony waxes
in petal peach & bitter blue
Thought that I would try my hand at some magnetic poetry.
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