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Outsider Poet

Outsider Art – in the Garden

outside(r) poet

i wrote outside today
so letters could bask in the warm sun
before being marched one by one
into sentences
so vowels could jump up and down
in mud puddles (sometimes y too)
so consonants could recline
under a shady tree and maybe catch some
zzzzzz
journal pages waved to each other
as a breeze passed by
and pencils rolled dizzily in the grass
then when clouds made it hard to see
i gathered everyone into my arms and
put them into a cozy poem

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I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

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