Poem Poem by Matthew Foor

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Rating: 5.0


Flutters pierce
Paunch

Despondent face
Turned converse

Tremulousness
Food 4 butterflies

Esconce my venter
Battery of wings
Incursion on my chest

Occluding Craw

Throng of the unspeakable

Amorosity
Streperously boasts

Animosity waned

Do you see?

Amorosity is love

Animosity; hate

Both can be ill-fated

Today adulation prevails

Moments procurred
by momentous momentum

Slow to observe
Heed the measurable
Follow the mindful

Amity set pace
In life
In this race.

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