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Blow
…Blow

through bitten lips. Tight and clung…wisps through teeth. Hollow, curved and turned. Flung around tongue, wrapped around jaws.

Open loose

Blow.
Blow.

Stretched through me. Opened air
breezy
cold

Blow.
Blow.

on top
inside

throughout and round about

Wide, long, and puffed.

…Played

Flute

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Mantra Lotus (28 Posts)

"I Float".. I Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee..ain't nobody got nothin' on me." I Float with iridescent blue wings.. high on top of purple dust..low to the oceans floor. I spin and whirl, wallow and sink. I am who I am, only because it's who I've been blessed to be. All-knowing and nothing. I knew you long before YOU knew you. Plugging USB cords to the universal cipher, I stay lit. I do what I do, simply because I DO IT. I love, hurt, bleed, laugh, cry, dance. F up, F down, (sideways and on my knees). I pray for forgiveness, and sleep on books of ancestral secrets. I love life because "it's" mine. I want bliss, happiness, joy, and "The love of my life", but I face reality that I may have to settle for the fattest, funkiest, avocado, soy burger and wheat-grass juice. "I Float"..Not fast. Not slow. Just enough for (YOU) to stay with...(ME). Mantra (Writer, Poet and Artist from The Greater St. Louis Area)


One Comment

  1. I guess I didn’t realize what all goes into playing a flute. :) Nice.

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