Poetry, with real toads

she howls

Howl Your Poetry, by Magaly Guerrero.jpg
imaginary garden tuesday platform, howl your poetry into my bones
photo: Vampiros, illustrated by Meritxell Ribas Puigmal.

a wee bit of a squeeze
his love inspires me

we gather round the fire
burning singe grasp the flames

stirring coals whipping fire
attempt to cool the heat

emotional nightmare
we hold on feet afloat

zealous disturbance
excitable crackling thunder

gypsy woven whisper
his love covers me

note to self: i tried my best to howl, in the worse way possible… love on crack, you know that sorta place where you don’t ever wanna be but somehow beyond your control…love hanging out with frogs

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6 thoughts on “she howls

  1. Is this miss pie of the many years ago miss p pie variety? Good to see you writing pomes again:) That love on crack situation is one where no one wants to be.

    hello and yes…. yes, it would leave one howling, ms pie

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