they dance on sunlight inhabiting air luminescent in another dimension blossoming hedges hum with pollen- dusted bees zipping in and out of f l e o r w s carrying honeyed promises Kim M. Russell, 12th April 2022
On the twelfth day of NaPoWrimo, the challenge is the opposite of yesterday’s: to invert our inspiration and write a poem about a very small thing. Today I offer a shape poem.
So beautiful, Kim! 💕🙂
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Thanks Harmony!
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Love the shape and a wonderful write, Kim!
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Thank you so much!
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My pleasure.
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Gotta love those honeyed promises!🐝💜
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Thanks Romana!
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How adorable. Those bees are the small essential frontline workers that bring us Huge blessings. So lovely… Adored this. xoxo
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Thank you, Selma!
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One of the most wondrous tiny things. (K)
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Yes, Kerfe, bees are special!
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Your poem is as delicious as honey. Love it Kim. Thank you for writing it.
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Thank you for such a lovely comment!
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A perfect concrete poem, Kim! Wonderful!
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Thank you, De!
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Sweet.
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🐝
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That’s sweet!
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Thank you!
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