releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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Beginnings are like Hummingbirds,Their beauty caught in a glimpse,After pecking into the Nectar of Flower,They swim away into the Distance,Beginnings scurry away, like Honeymoons,The Trance state,Humming from their bellies; leaving you in awe and suprise at what just Encountered your presence,It’s shades of blue,green, silk bodies,Almost like a Peacock,I have been Entranced,In the Sweetness of […]