Day 2 of 7: Ripples
Short poems, theme of love and self-care.
Starting…
When you are silent, You hear yourself, When you are talking, You hear yourself. The beats that ripple out voice, Ripple out to all ends. Love is coming. Sweet manger, An orange was born. Tangerine, they call it. Easy peelers heard the voiceless poem in a loud silent. What Is Going On here. Looks around. Hold still, so much sweetness within.