Soaking up waves of pleasure, they savor rainbowy nectar.
High, winged, or feathered creatures get close together.
For those who like to listen to poems not only written but are also beat-driven and flowing with rhymes and rhythm:
My readings of my poems are what I’ve been recording.
Hopefully for you and others they’re the opposite of boring.
For those who might wonder how they’re spoken or sound:
http://zfthrimej.wordpress.com has links to where they’re found.
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At first, this entry’s title was unknown
until I chose Listeners to be the name of this poem.
A creature whose name is Thought Or More felt closer to being gone like a dinosaur.
Through their mind, a conflict tore.
They’re growing while remembering what happened before.
Pros, cons, priorities felt like they’re at war.
Elements and scenarios are being explored.
Trying to make the best call is at their core
along with the effects of a paramour.
Jinni Flow is a mode and mood in Bleeder Grove (a zone that is home,
where i go, my abode).
To find this slope is a high note.
Jinni Flow’s remote, more nuanced than a moat,
and with more color than a root beer float.
With more than one alcove and parts that are soaked,
it can project mist for it to be cloaked.
Waterfall and waves? Jinni Flow’s got both.
After 11 and a half years of writing newspaper poems and after a little more than 3 years of writing them for the Orangevale View, I have to at least take a break from creating new ones.
For everyone who’s supported my poetry, thank you. You gave more than I anticipated, and I appreciate this a lot. For anyone who may be interested or new to my works,
info about them can be found on my website at http://zfthrimej.wordpress.com .
Thanks for listening,
Z.F. Thrimej
Relating to Easter and April Fools’ Day, and over at my other blog, I posted a list of my poetry submissions that got published.
That post is also self-promotion (because at this moment I feel shameless). For those who are interested, you can check out the list via the following link:
From Easter to April Fools’ Day: a list of the 58 poems by Z.F. Thrimej that got published by Orangevale View.
Photo (near October) got shown by blurry voter; Halloween (a closer) is never really over
Dark squirrel on a branched web: not taken for granted. High is where it landed,
can dodge any damned threat.
Maybe it can swing on a branch that is slanted
(from a tree that is firmly planted).
Nuts may be scanned for or demanded
by a squirrel squeaking real candid.
Alternate line:
High is where it landed; it’s tough to understand it.
With emerald window train pulse (and snaggy lane volts), the center of a speedway
(on display) holds.
While i have not posted anything new on this blog for a while (since i don’t have any recent photos to share yet),
i’ve been more active on my other When Deadlines Become Zombies blog (where i post my more recent thoughts and poems that are not accompanied with photos since i’ve already reached my photo-posting limit there). That blog can be found via the following link: http://zfthrimej.wordpress.com . For anyone who may be interested, check it out.
