Noble feline assistant editor's Frosty and Kitty Kali, mewwww-ing! "Poetry, Mister Editor!!! Kitties, people, even mongrel editor's must have their poetic nourishment, Mister Editor!"...
Yes, noble assistants, so true! And we'll begin with poem's from poet/dear friend Jo Balistreri, Waukesha, Wisconsin...
acorns underfoot
the crunch his strides on stilts
goes for a walk down main street
children following
swivel hips rockin' around the clock hula hoop
John Grey, Australian poet...
woman beloved
rapid heartbeat early morning rustle
motion sensor day orchestra
tuning up
wind through brush
old timer remembers
petticoat rustle
poet Jane Stuart, Flatwoods, Kentucky... Sloppy chickens
fussy frogs White asparagus
mixed up farm illuminates
the French farm
Grunting pigs
stuck in the mud
can't remember "out"
poet Sheree Mancini Brown, Cincinnati, Ohio... The lake rinsed my mind
Free of dead wood and regrets
I set them adrift
RUMI
A mouth is not made for talking.
A mouth is for tasting this Sweetness.
Feel the motions of tenderness
around you, the buoyancy.
poet John Parsons, Hastings, East Sussex, U K...
beside me in the bush
a robins bright eye these evening woods
reads mine I think I've seen before, yet
have I seen myself
poet Judith Partin-Nielsen, Longmont, Colorado...
Der Blaue Reiter (Blue Rider)
Blues, oh so blue
bluesman, Blues Brothers
Blessed Virgin blue -
blue wave, blue
dolphin riding - blue -
blue, Stevie Ray blue
guitar and blow that sax
jazz man bluesman,
blue, blue bluer than
that cold blue night
blue moon, blue Miles
blowing that blue Bitches
Brew, Kind of Blue, blue
rain, Blue Note - blue trumpet
blowing blue, blue
and so gone, gone and
blue blown blues away
poet t. kilgore splake, Calumet, Michigan...
dark river shadows
dancing above river mist
disappearing in first light
words on soft breeze
creating river ripples
flowing to distant shores
see you in a moment...
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