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africa
sends its dust
to the west

in ochre 
allergen
infused clouds

inciting
complaints sung
through the nose

AAA
romance sends
its flower
to blossom

in fertile
pining ground
of heartsick

consider
the pruning
no requires

aaa
please do not
send love notes
to litter

my mailbox
with pink heart
fantasies

realism
is the fruit
on my tongue

©Susie Clevenger 2018


Comments

Anonymous said…
I really like how you've worked this form Susie - especially the first series! That was so original a thought, and idea - in the literal reading, as well as the idea of "we are all of the same dust" .... and the last one had me chuckling for the cleverness!
I am in love with the second poem, so true words of a true love!
annell4 said…
I love each of your poems.
jo said…
These are wonderful!
Sanaa Rizvi said…
Love this especially; "realism is the fruit
on my tongue."💖

Marian said…
Oh, I love all three!! Really good, Susie, packing a punch, each one. I adore them. I think the first is my favorite because the subject is unexpected. But I really think these all are terrific.
Kerry O'Connor said…
Apologies for the dust cloud.. surely from the North.

;-)

I enjoyed each poem, Susie. You always bring a touch of realism to your themes.
These are all wonderful, Susie. I love that middle set best.
hyperCRYPTICal said…
I love all three, especially the first with its clever close. Atishoo!
Anna :o]
Carrie Van Horn said…
Each line is lovely Susie!! As always. :-) I wanted to let you know that I started a blog prompt site that is similar to Magpie Tales. A picture posts on Sunday and you have all week to link up and join. I know you may be too busy with family needs and such, but I wanted to invite you to join us anyway. Here is the link: https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/