#crumb - Hello Poetry

shred, dash, drop, pinch, soupçon, jot, iota, whit, atom, smattering, scintilla, hint, suggestion, tinge, a modicum of good works, my endeavor, to serve and deliver, man's bounty of good words from my kitbag, fresh, hot, n' crusty just like me.... Hello Poetry! Feb 2014

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Feb 12, 2014

Feb 12, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC

kitbag

particle, speck, fragment, scrap, crumb, grain, morsel,

shred, dash, drop, pinch, soupçon, jot, iota, whit, atom, smattering, scintilla, hint, suggestion, tinge, a modicum of good works, my endeavor, to serve and deliver, man's bounty of good words from my kitbag, fresh, hot, n' crusty just like me.... Hello Poetry! Feb 2014

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Hey there Mr. Natural With beady eyes, long flowing beard How’d you get to be so weird? Is it as bad as we’ve all feared? Hey there Natch’, where’s your stash? If I share mine, can I have half? Perhaps there’s another path? Nah. ‘Turally, we’re all free To be what we’re gonna be So tell me Mr. Natural, what’s it all mean? “It don’t mean **** young man.”

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Apr 12, 2021

Apr 12, 2021 at 2:11 PM UTC

cosmic_laughter

Mr. Natural

Hey there Mr. Natural With beady eyes, long flowing beard How’d you get to be so weird? Is it as bad as we’ve all feared? Hey there Natch’, where’s your stash? If I share mine, can I have half? Perhaps there’s another path? Nah. ‘Turally, we’re all free To be what we’re gonna be So tell me Mr. Natural, what’s it all mean? “It don’t mean **** young man.”

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You are the land which soaks The crumbs I've longed to eat. My mouth can only open so wide, Though nothing truly keeps us apart. To know you means to die And I've known you for years. Where the water stops We'll always be. I've tasted your moistened crumbs & here is where we'll always be. Whose to say that you cannot Swim where I've learned to walk Whose to say that I cannot Walk where you've learned to swim Soon I'll be part of the crumbs I've watched you eat Soon, where the water stops We'll always be

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Mar 3, 2020

Mar 3, 2020 at 4:30 PM UTC

kewayne-wadley

Fish Food

You are the land which soaks The crumbs I've longed to eat. My mouth can only open so wide, Though nothing truly keeps us apart. To know you means to die And I've known you for years. Where the water stops We'll always be. I've tasted your moistened crumbs & here is where we'll always be. Whose to say that you cannot Swim where I've learned to walk Whose to say that I cannot Walk where you've learned to swim Soon I'll be part of the crumbs I've watched you eat Soon, where the water stops We'll always be

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a scrap of our poetry is hanging on the line that we've drawn scraps of our poetry, playing in the space between scraps of our poetry little by little dissolve to void scraps of our poetry hurt and heal my heart. scraps of us, I throw and keep to and fro till its wholeness is here you, with me.

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Sep 18, 2019

Sep 18, 2019 at 6:57 AM UTC

poetrycoffer

a crumb of love

a scrap of our poetry is hanging on the line that we've drawn scraps of our poetry, playing in the space between scraps of our poetry little by little dissolve to void scraps of our poetry hurt and heal my heart. scraps of us, I throw and keep to and fro till its wholeness is here you, with me.

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