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born of....


 
Words beckon
beyond
a thin veil
of
billowy
wonder  
 
Jumbled,  
foraged for
inspiration
converges
where ink sprawls
abundant creation
 
This—
my concocted well  
where lucid dreams  
flap feathered wings  
 
Colors speak
from golden lips  
bursting forth  
fevered
potent
possibility  
 
luminescent  
and  
whimsical

 
O' how sweet
the suffering  
that permeates a mind
excavated of soulfulness  
to be birthed into being
 
Creation from
once a nothing  
spurred into
beautiful somethings  
from a body so keen
that boldness of truth  
knows grace itself  
 
In all that aches
a magically exquisite ache  
and of hearty strength
that comes  
from that  
which only
being born
 
 
can fully fathom  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Author's Note
They're all kind of my babies.... just musing....
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