I have my 16 flowers for my 16 moods.
I can't seem to enjoy just one.
They scintillate like millions of stars, it's all too fun.
I put the cats in my hat like word foods,
a snack for later I suppose, cuz I'm too busy right now unraveling the hoes.
To water my garden of flowers that dance for me.
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Beyond
PoetryThoughts and ideas that go beyond the norm. Words that together sum questions and answers to what we see each day. Beyond what we question and imagine. Through the works of poetry collaboratively an expression of what I imagine beyond what I truly s...
