#submerging - Hello Poetry

each of us a tiny isle, unnamed, even unmapped; maybe a Hamlet, a village, an unincorporated exist~ant, but really really there we are everywhere alone, but must be per force somewhere on the globe the drawing of the globe, is not metallic rigid, metal bends, molts and twists points, countries, cities oceans and bays, change colors, names, and infrequently, unbelievably but why not, new land masses even and so very oddly emerge, rise up daily, from beneath dark waters, regurgitating secrets from the depths unperceived these human poems do not write themselves; products of ever changing fingers but the characters of what we write, and who we are all tiny isles, forming and splitting, redrawn and spitting, emergent, sinking, submerging growing and shrinking lasting and disappearing and though we are all fully constituted, our changeling guises, our constitution of atoms, are never unceasingly moving till they are not

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May 5

May 5, 2026 at 5:43 AM UTC

nat-lipstadt

a minor-ity (bitty) poet, each of us; and yet, fully constituted

each of us a tiny isle, unnamed, even unmapped; maybe a Hamlet, a village, an unincorporated exist~ant, but really really there we are everywhere alone, but must be per force somewhere on the globe the drawing of the globe, is not metallic rigid, metal bends, molts and twists points, countries, cities oceans and bays, change colors, names, and infrequently, unbelievably but why not, new land masses even and so very oddly emerge, rise up daily, from beneath dark waters, regurgitating secrets from the depths unperceived these human poems do not write themselves; products of ever changing fingers but the characters of what we write, and who we are all tiny isles, forming and splitting, redrawn and spitting, emergent, sinking, submerging growing and shrinking lasting and disappearing and though we are all fully constituted, our changeling guises, our constitution of atoms, are never unceasingly moving till they are not

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you are the rain pouring down during the drought, wash me over with surges of relief, chase away my doubts but be reminded, my love, don't shower me too much, for i'm about to drown if ever, would you save me if the water elevates and i suddenly sink down?

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Jul 14, 2016

Jul 14, 2016 at 7:37 AM UTC

buwan

slowly submerging

you are the rain pouring down during the drought, wash me over with surges of relief, chase away my doubts but be reminded, my love, don't shower me too much, for i'm about to drown if ever, would you save me if the water elevates and i suddenly sink down?

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A hammock in your balcony hovering, Windchimes tinkling Rain outside The word submerges there Oblivious,you turn.

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Mar 10, 2019

Mar 10, 2019 at 2:39 PM UTC

Bohemian_

The submerging worlds

A hammock in your balcony hovering, Windchimes tinkling Rain outside The word submerges there Oblivious,you turn.

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Amid that rain Enchanting the moment are kept a pair of cup with tea Alongside nice 'weather forecast' hailing For it says not a prolonged raining And you've plans for the evening A novel by,maybe re-reading Pride and Prejudice Read with a fragmented focus of your screening

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Mar 11, 2019

Mar 11, 2019 at 1:34 AM UTC

Bohemian_

The submerging worlds II

Amid that rain Enchanting the moment are kept a pair of cup with tea Alongside nice 'weather forecast' hailing For it says not a prolonged raining And you've plans for the evening A novel by,maybe re-reading Pride and Prejudice Read with a fragmented focus of your screening

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