#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 27



5 am
the witching hour
of words and blues
and rhythm and fire
when sleep lives
on the lips
of lovers
and the calm
is palpable
and my solitude
has a name
full of
dance and frolic
that thrums a
beat in my blood
and gets lost in
the mellifluous sound
of my

April was National Poetry Month – one of my favorite times of year, despite the fact this year I failed in my goal to post a poem everyday. I wrote them, I just never quite caught up on the posting part. The lawyering is crazy and I’m selling my house and shit happens. Today’s goal, as was yesterday’s – FINISH.

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