Mary-Louise
Honey chestnut, I read today
they’re not liking you much
You’re a sandstorm, dust
blinding the eyes of good liars
Beige mouth, speaking of
truth, stunning a subjective sentiment
So sentient, washed out by years
of shore searching, peach shells
You’re clamming up under manila heat lamps,
sweating sugar beets, wrapping that taupe cardigan
tighter and tighter around windblown shoulders,
sinking lower and lower, an all-knowing dune
Thistle Thoughts 
Nice, my senses were able to share in the experience. Thanks
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Thank you for reading!
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I enjoyed it, look forward to reading more. Thanks for the follow.
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Just to let you know, I think you are a famous poet. You’ve done more with your poetry than I ever have or will.
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I’m too much of a hermit to want fame. ☺️ I do thank you for reading my work. Much appreciated.
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Hermits can be famous lol!!
You’re welcome!
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Another deep poem, and it’s got such a fabulous flow of sound too!
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Thank you
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My pleasure.
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