"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Honey Sweet

Every poem needn’t carry a burden,
a weight too hard to digest,
be brave enough for honeyed words
and the glow of cinnamon light.

©Susie Clevenger 2017

12 comments :

brudberg said...

Indeed... we need some lightness... love the honey verb.

Iris said...

This is perfect.

Martin Kloess said...

Well said delight

Sara McNulty said...

Wonderful, Susie! I love, 'the glow of cinnamon light.'

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Definitely we should add that cinnamon!

Kim Russell said...

Beautifully put, Susie. I love your honeyed words and especially 'the glow of cinnamon light'.

Debi Swim said...

"a weight too hard to digest" exactly what I felt too. Love the "honeyed words and cinnamon light"

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"Every poem needn't carry a burden".........as so many do in these troubled times. Well expressed, Susie.

Other Mary said...

That is such a simple and profound distillation.

Magaly Guerrero said...

I want to eat this with a cup of tea. "...be brave enough for honeyed words". Love that!

Margaret said...

...the glow of cinnamon light... I see I'm not the only admirer of that phrase!

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Yummy!

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