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This Morning has no Home

 

 

Speaking in the tongues of doves

"Every one speak there of", one messenger may cry, "and be relevent "

 

Seeing through the eyes of reptiles

"Every one in sight", one garden snake may hiss, " and be recondite"

 

Hearing through the ear of nautilus

"Every one hear that", one  ocean relays, " and be resonant"

 

Feeling  the heart of ancester

one feels just one", drum beats call,  " before one's home."

 

 

 

from "Poems of No Consequence"

by Lefizelle

Sep, 2018