Small Poems # 23 Poem by JOE POEWHIT
Small Poems # 23
SHELL
There lying on a beach.
Just past mortal reach.
Waves cover with folded arms.
The shell forever gone.
CALLINGS
Many noises fill the sky.
Cries of shouts call to me.
Other energies of the deep call.
Torrential horror before my eyes.
LAUGH
Funny that little smile.
Sometimes it looks like a mile.
Showing none, not one tooth.
Far away, a loving gentle look.
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JESUS SAVES
I am glad I discovered these little poetic treasures Joe....10
This is turning out to be a very intereting series. Beautifu; ....10
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9/23/2024 1:26:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
LAUGH is excellent …its neonates laugh… Priceless and boundlessly swings our heart 10+ Ms. Nivedita UK