It’s not a lot,
this thing I’ve got.
No plan, or plotting,
just poems plodding
across a page by tittled

Not quite for naught,
these thoughts now caught
are whispered heart
-songs freed from cage for
whimpered, whistled, whittled






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2 Responses to Jot

  1. “Jot” – love that word. (I’d say it is a lot, that thing you’ve got 🙂 ) So glad you do capture these “heart songs.”
    Your jotting is very impressive!

  2. Mama Zen says:

    I like this. Really cool movement.

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