by Vivi Sojorhn(c)2024
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7’s of 7th Month #10 She comes at me like a monster with Open arms, teeth showing, high-pitched Voice! Her voice squeaks in my ears Hiding beneath, behind around quik Before she picks me up and squeezes my Stomach. I swear I will vomit or nip She’s getting trained though thank Dog. Read more
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7’s in the 7th Month #9 I Am Not A Storage Facility! Guess. I Do Not Like Mystery Things Growing. My Surface Needs To Shine! But Grime? I’m Not So Bad In Spite… Drip. So What If I Burn You? Meh. Go Ahead, Leave Me All Day. Splash. This Ain’t No Disco! The Turning Stopped. Read more
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7s in the 7th Month #3 I Like The Back Corner Waiting Watching Read more
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7s in Poetry My journey began under the bed Not grabbed by a foot but dog instead She thought me a toy so I was glad, When hand put me on a stair. Not bad! Into the basket which is frankly disgusting. I slipped to the side of the machine, no hope. I wanted to… Read more
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A callenge of 7s #1 We’re asked to write a poem of 7s in this 7th month of 2024. 7 words, 7 rhymes, 7 stanzas Lying Beneath Beds Her Specialty Glowing Cat Eyes Read more
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“Being aware of the ever present storm in my body” Read more
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CINQUAIN #29 It is Normal for me To sleep much of twenty- Four hours, just not when the moon Giggles Deep in The night my eyes Wide open and my soul Breathes in study for other Sweepings Of old Alchemy that Serves not my life now or I just learned only waters my Garden. Sleepless… Read more
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CINQUAIN #28 Placing resin Into mortar and pestle I grind in ritual to reconnect With my soul lost in the windy day I hope As I Light the disc of Charcoal, blowing on it gently for My feet to touch the ground this evening. I drop Burning heat Into the thurible covered In slivers of… Read more
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CINQUAIN #27 The luxury Of perfection would seem To come from bank, but not True. Look up at a cloud there, holding The sky! Read more
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