I cleaned off my desk yesterday. There were quite a few old to-do sheets that had been piling up for a few weeks, one sheet per day. I looked the sheets over for any important notes that I may have scrawled on them, and found a few tiny poems. This post is a collection both of poems that I left on other Hive posts as comments, and of a few tiny poems that very nearly ended up in the trash. One of those was written while I listened to the leader of the supposedly free world speak. Can you tell which one?
all else is fluffernutter
spread on real thick
sylphs of yourself
hover nearby.
my heart jumps for joy
I cannot butter
my bread with
rhetoric
my thumbs look the same
but one fits more snugly
in its glove
satan’s prayers
are expressed
in man’s laws
Thank you for reading my work! I love and appreciate you all!
everything
you are looking for
is here
- Oracle Girl