NaPoWriMo #15
she wears an evil smirk
on her solemn face — lips pursed
and puckered at the same time.
how odd?! I think . . .
but she glides across the
pathway, feet floating — cloudlike
is the journey, and I watch
her wade into the waters of
my overthinking mind.
should I remind her about
the boiling pot on the
stove or the apple pie
in the oven?
neither of them can hold
her attention like I
can.
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Personally I’d mention the boiling pot and apple pie.
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Haha. Thankfully, those parts are fiction. Cuz, I would, too. I’m very sensitive when it comes to certain smells, so I can always tell when something is close to being done before it actually is. Lol.
It’s just a way of saying, I have her attention more now than I ever did.
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“watch
her wade into the waters of
my overthinking mind.”
Is the “she” in this poem one and the same? I think so. I love it. Thanks, trE. Xo
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She is. This she has been THE SHE for three years. Lol.
Thank you very much for reading. 🙏🏾🩵
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As she wades into the waters of your overthinking mind….
They really don’t know, do they?
Trouble in my way.. 🤣
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“I have to cry sometimes.” Whew! Nigel, don’t get me started! I am a Pastor’s child! 🤣😂😆
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Lol… can’t touch the Lord’s anointed inno
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That you cannot! Amen!
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When I was in choir, they used to sing this song every time I turned up late for practice 😆
I gotta write something about it one day.
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Yes! You should! That would be a great read! Lol.
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Yes.. I’ll work on it today
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I like to call that “eye-flirting”, and I got butterflies in me belly from just thinking about this poem!
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💜🩵❤️ Those butterflies ain’t nothing to play with. I KNOW. Lol.
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Now trE, that’s some kind of attention when you can hold someone’s attention more than the boiling pot on the stove or the apple pie in the oven! 😍🥧💖
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I am a charmer. LOL. It’s by default. LOL. 😂😆🤣 Don’t pay me any attention, Kym! LOL!
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Still love ya anyway trE! All of us need a lovely default button like yours! 😊💖😍 Now that’s confidence! 👍🏼
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🙏🏾🩵 Just a smidgen, on a good day. Lol.
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😂😝🤣
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I love how it shifts from surreal to domestic, trE. It feels dreamy but grounded in emotion.
~David
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Thank you, David. Thank you.
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