wild honey

Lotus unfolding -poems
to tell stories
her 3rd grade painting
gift wraps the hidden feelings
foretold -growing.

She practices pirouettes
the mirror reflecting
long, lean days that rise,
an age in messages
of rose-petal blessings.

Her mind insists
nothing will be right -to him
wild honey tastes sweet
and in between the crevices
he finds her safe tonight.

5 thoughts on “wild honey”

thelonelyauthorblog says:

02/02/2018 at 9:33 am

Awesome words. You selected the perfect image for this piece as well.

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Rita says:

02/02/2018 at 8:01 am

“She practices pirouettes the mirror reflecting” – I see her. Beautiful, Jeanne.

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1. Jeanne says:
  
  02/02/2018 at 9:11 am
  
  🧡🕊🎶🎶 thank you
  
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2. Jeanne says:
  
  02/02/2018 at 9:22 am
  
  Hey Rita, i see your posts but im not able to click “like”. ??? The button has disappeared… but i will tell you, your counterclockwise piece…. AMAZING!!! ❤️👏🏻
  
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  1. Rita says:
    
    02/02/2018 at 9:24 am
    
    Thanks, sweetheart! I don’t know what happened. I’ll check it out.
    
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