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Dripping wet
December gets
It frets
The rains have overstepped

It’s not July
No not September
It’s been long August has slept

Winters just checked into December
Changing the air to mode, cold
But the rains have overstepped

Cold and wet December gets
Last it is, but never the least
Brings in joy and festivities

Within a day or maybe two
The rains will vanish in thin air
Pleasant weather and sunshine
December makes promises fair
1st December

Invisible words
Smeared on the walls
Visibly the ink disappeared
Written space haunts
The world is too busy.
So, I stop for a moment to admire
the colours of the sky on behalf of the world.
NWO
They’ll soon openly forbid
Just about anything
Nesting in their orbit
What were you expecting
~
Pristine upturned mouth
charitable sanguineous lips
****** only when they sound as a heart murmur
filtering through dark canticle streams
to the bottom of a kalonoù pond
no more...

~
Inspired by Fawn's poem "Coastal Refrain," using the word kalonoù:
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3483531/coastal-refrain/
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Nine months
to a head
two
hands
ten toes
and two legs
You weren't born eighteen
With nine mother's around a rosary
it took much m💖re beads
to feed your needs
she earned it
= Respect
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