Loved every word

Why don’t you angry people cheer on up?
And must I be the worst culprit of all?
I Iook down at these boots with thoughts corrupt
And see these puffy clouds rise up so tall.
A puddle’s sharp reflections interrupt
Infractions redirect and then forestall.
Yet silver under puddle reflects blue
And puffy clouds on which I’ll rest a few.
A Cloud in a Puddle
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William J Spirdione
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Aug 2, 2021
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Loved every word
Poet as mystic contemplative peacemaker
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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