#MicropoetryIn old age life proceeds from one slice of breakfast toast to the next.*A Moonlit Moonless sky,tailed Comet. Traveler returns: no one here to admire the beauty.*Encounters with people's discarded spit,occurs: when you grasp the edge of a Café table and stick a finger in gum.*My inherited self, born of Father's strong seed and Mother's sour milk, is torn in their daily fight for my malleable soul.*I remember the birth canal, as gasping in panic, I struggle when a tight fitting long necked jumper glues itself to my face: preventing my head from emerging.
Just an example of the magnificent small and restricted poetry that a Twitter format puts on poets.
These are from my book of poetry, stories and other efforts that are on offer this week on Amazon Kindle at a 76% discount.
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Published on August 29, 2014 04:18