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Two Pleiades … not what you think


I wasn’t feeling much inspiration this a.m.  Took a twirl in the cyber world to some poets corner to see if there was some of it there.  http://www.poetrydances.com/pleiades.php  Of course there was cause it’s dang well everywhere.  This is a style of poetry I’m completely unfamiliar with.  I think he calls it Pleiades.  I like the Pleiades, those seven sister out there in dark space.

These are ‘pleiades’ .  Can you figure out the pattern?  Kinda simple, right?  Oh.. it doesn’t have to rhyme if you don’t want it to.  Who else wants to write one?

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Inspiration

 

It’s all around looking to be found

Inviting the muse to invite the profound

Inventing from possibilities

Illustrations of all we can be

Insight sparks from everywhere

Intuition waits for you to dare

I see it all around

 

Whatchamacallit

 

What is that thing we use to do?

We had a name for it

Wiry willy children then

Who invented endless games

Wholly invested in those moments

Wrap in carefree summers

Who ever said we couldn’t?

 

 

 

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BEING THE ACCESSORY FOR THE GLOOM


Good morning Li’ Missy.

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The curtains are open to that little grey hooded girl, happy again to fill the sky with her dull density.  Even as she skips down the street waving at passer-byes,  her breath giggles a chill with a fog, and her contentment for having her sky hide a sunny disposition is self possessed.  It’s all about her, again.

I’ve decided that I’ll dress up in hot pink today, with a little rhinestone sparkle that catches the dull light just enough to glitter and bling.  Then, I’m going to go out and high step right out in front of her, right under her cast of gloom with my sparkle and glitz, my hot pink self an accessory against her vast sky.  Living art with a colorless background to show myself off in.  Take that Missy.  Your gloom makes me look good.  And when I’m done dancing and strutting the drab streets under your sterile sky, I’m gonna hug the grey gloom right out you.

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