Day 2 of 7: Ripples

Short poems, theme of love and self-care.

Photo by Izzy Gibson on Unsplash

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.