alliteration, napowrimo 2021, Poetry, sunday whirl, wordle

18.adrift

early morning aperture
seeks a spring repartee
breeze blowing babble
open window watch

wonderful waiting
arrival soon expected
sound speak sotto voce

personal prowl
adrift along the draft
the art of flying
reality flickers below

dawning delight
moon stealing night
dreaming of nomadic trees
powder white snow falls quietly

vaccine fever virus
a pain in my arm
48 hours later i’m feeling better

napowrimo 2021 day 18. sunday whirl wordle no 499

poet’s notes: yesterday was sorta hazy and the day before feverish… first modera vaccine… okay now… feel a lot better..



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One thought on “18.adrift

  1. Cara Hartley says:

    It’s good that the fever has passed and things are on the mend.
    ~cie from poetry of the netherworld~

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