#metameta
It is called: “automatic writing”.
[This is so meta.]
“Cherish Grace when Serenity meet”—
“…Like an extra-terrestrial
Came down to create…?”
©2025Ellen Finn
Nov 25, 2025
Nov 25, 2025 at 3:08 PM UTC
A piano
Once.
The snow in December.
Missing something—
Holey.
Holy Oil on a three-year-old
One night. [“Splash” is my nickname.]
The dark; the dark.
A white knight—
A zebra!
I got my stripes—
An anomaly.
I drop things;
Rainclouds; red roses.
Painting my nails: Questioning Authority.
So, over bureaucracy that poetry is dead.
Thundersnow; A Blue Flash of Lightning.
Telling stories—graffiti—and meta; and meta; and meta….
©2025Ellen Finn
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 9:28 PM UTC