Muniza Master

I know i have been putting off

wind blowing everything in its wake with the window ajar

publishing poetry that flies from fingers tapping on keyboard

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Gold threads found among the basket that is a rainbow bomb

words are notes of songs that are out in the world not all

stalling when some are incomplete

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Painter captures magical moment

that is how fall feels with the

bite of air turning cold huddleing

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Do you not know how exhausting it is to create to publish to share on the web

nine to five office worker some days that i am ready to quit

the metrics of likes of views of claps of responses matter

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Digging in a obscure mind shaft will the minors find gold or rubies or diamonds or the other gems sold at market

drill buzzes like bees going from hive to flower to back

showvrs go up and down pulli

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Sun not cutting flesh with daggers

leaveing a slight tan to stare upon

veiled behind clouds ready to open

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Fat lazy fluffy cat lieing upon old red rug

waiting for the owner for more treats that will not come

kitty eyes come out with vengence still none to nibble

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Before the days were nukbered for my sight to fade could once see partly

standing in the water rushing above ankles soaking up tights looking down at feet

grins of sand washing ashore some clinging

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Dipping paintbrush in jars filled of various colours

i try to publish what i write

an unpolished saphire that isn’t ready to be added

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Dipping quell inside ink pot

story’s being written unintentionally on a rainy day

reawakening to the beauty to my alley of the world

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