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there is no allegro
……in me today;
only the adagio slow
of words sipped,
………….slipped low
through lingered
………………languid lips.
..
Written for Toads, Play It Again, for Laurie’s awesome “minute poem” allegro prompt.
..
there is no allegro
……in me today;
only the adagio slow
of words sipped,
………….slipped low
through lingered
………………languid lips.
..
Written for Toads, Play It Again, for Laurie’s awesome “minute poem” allegro prompt.
Ah yes, a wonderful sort of Sunday poem! Thanks for posting!
Beautiful writing, and a lovely use of this prompt.
Exactly my rainy weekend feeling. Lovely as always, De
“lingered languid lips” -very nice, though hard to say quickly 🙂
I had a largo kind of day – no allegro here 😉
Ah, this is lovely… I read a bit slower with each line. Brilliant!
Well – this is certainly a sweet poem – adore you word play and the mood captured!
I never felt the laze of LLLLs quite so much as here, though they are not devoid of desire . . .
so lovely…
Some days are more slow than others can’t be upbeat every day,
Wonderful sound and word play, De.
Long sigh from me ~~ as I sip my second mug of coffee this morning.
Slow days can be enjoyable.
My favorite kind of day described by a favorite poet! Loved or interview too, by the way, de!! ❤
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