An evocative nature and love poem, by Manadakini, that operates at several layers, exclusively for Different Truths.
The day draws on…
A minty morning
Dusting feathers
Pecks at a plum;
I hear your call
Picking at small hopes,
Sowing seeds at random.
Ta-ra-dum-di-dum.
The day draws on…
A jaunty mid-day
Swings on electric line,
Then settles to lunch
On the core of my heart
Splits wide like pink guava,
Tearing into its lush cauldron.
Ta-ra-dum-di-dum.
The day draws on…
The mauve evening scavenger
Meets the raven of night
Exchange through beaks
Shreds of my brain
Proceed to drop bird-poop on
Strips of our cohesion.
Ta-ra-dum-di-dum.
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