A child blows on a dandelion
The seeds scatter gently into the breeze
I watch them d r i f t
unmoved--
It only takes one hitched
Unceremoniously
On the shoulder of a certain beast
To bring the shadows
Hanging overcast
Blurring day into day
Despondent--
As you stir the fetid brew
Of steaming cigarette butts t o s s e d
Casual
into an innocent body of water
Hissing
As toxins r e l e a s e
ghostly
One by one
Soft underbellies float to the surface
Moon mounds
Gliding down the Seine
Against city lights illuminating the night sky
A bell tolls at Midnight--
glitter and gold dancing in pairs
through Parisian night
I wondered
if you thought of me
About the Creator
Michele Nampalli
This space is breath for my sensitivity. The poems come fully formed. I've known for quite some time now that my art is about receiving more than creation...its the most natural way I know to process my inner world. It started when I was 7.
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