Sunday 1 April 2018

corny point.

the aesthetics of fire,
sharp, and to the point.
the symbiosis of touch,
too much.
the chemistry of music
when it hits my brain.
the omnipotence of nature,
naturally, it soothes me.
the openness of the tribe,
in numbers we are strong.

five points fall into one and if i have to choose
i'd choose forward,
away,
to you.


4 comments:

  1. Also love nature. Thanks for sharing. My first poem of thirty is all about cheese!...

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  2. Well done. Admire your commitment. Maybe next year for me. It's always worthwhile. Some good stuff comes out of the 30 days inevitably

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