LOW LIFEA Poem by Betty Hermeleenature, moodsFlatland creeks
coil nearby wavy grassy marsh brackish waters sprinkle with reflections of blueish hues lowland pasture stretches to the horizon sunsets stroke the edge vanish into thin air nightfall allures a full moon illuminating the wetlands evening swamp creatures resurrect entwine in love nests music of passion In gentle humid breezes Till violet hues of dawn hush the midnight song My moods follow the soft curves of the creek if they waddle through the mid line my spirit is buoyant fish-tailing along with ripples of cool lemonade yet, if I bounce off an earthy bulge my spirit drowns to the murky bottom where I lay while the bubbles play in the air once in a while my head bobs up to breathe but slumps with despair perhaps if I play with my water creatures they will lift my spirits towards the sun © 2022 Betty HermeleeReviews
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14 Reviews Added on February 18, 2022 Last Updated on February 18, 2022 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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