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Whether composed,
ailing...or up and about,
i'm always roaming
in this untouched forest,
where trees are tall with
inspirations...abundantly
blooming with lovely
words and phrases...and,
i always find you there.
i see you peeking, at the start
or, in the middle,
at the end...even between
the lines of a poem.
you're bound to mind
by indestructible ropes
made from vines and roots
of a durable tree...you seem
to be, unthinkably permanent,
not even Chopin's etudes,
or Schubert's serenade
could unbind you.
you emerge from buckets i fill
with water, or from the ***
where i make meat sauce...you
rise amongst tangled leaves of
the asparagus fern, or the crisp
and fragrant oregano plants.
there, you dwell pensively
within my forest of thoughts
because............because,
you are the poem,
the longest, i ever wrote.
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~~~~~
sally b
©Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
August 22, 2021
Aug 22, 2021
Aug 22, 2021 at 3:34 AM UTC
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"""""
Whether composed,
ailing...or up and about,
i'm always roaming
in this untouched forest,
where trees are tall with
inspirations...abundantly
blooming with lovely
words and phrases...and,
i always find you there.
i see you peeking, at the start
or, in the middle,
at the end...even between
the lines of a poem.
you're bound to mind
by indestructible ropes
made from vines and roots
of a durable tree...you seem
to be, unthinkably permanent,
not even Chopin's etudes,
or Schubert's serenade
could unbind you.
you emerge from buckets i fill
with water, or from the ***
where i make meat sauce...you
rise amongst tangled leaves of
the asparagus fern, or the crisp
and fragrant oregano plants.
there, you dwell pensively
within my forest of thoughts
because............because,
you are the poem,
the longest, i ever wrote.
~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~
~~~~~
sally b
©Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
August 22, 2021
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