Pellucid SimplicityA Poem by J Blue touch paper thoughts squirm in her back pocket moth~eaten corduroy darkly sighing
some will
find intellectual deficiency in her landslide
of misfortunes picked in pandemonium fingered in secret as she walks through dandelions gone to seed
but others ... retreat to prose stored up,
muttering rhyme in shower steam spiraling upward never able to balance a walk with no shoes
her trek
through two divorces, squeeging through a screen fallen to
such dissolution moves with
wind gusts laughing through a bad batch of combustible skies
her wings, blue
touch paper thin, a ballet of disasters, flutter
through her fingers © 2025 JFeatured Review
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