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  1. A Potted Plant

    I pull a sun from my coin purse each day.
    And at night I let my pet, the moon,
    run freely into the sky meadow.

    If I whistled,
    she would turn her head and look at me.

    If I then waved my arms,
    she would come back wagging a marvelous tail
    of stars.

    There are always a few men like me
    in this world

    who are house-sitting for God.

    We share His royal duties:

    I water each day a favorite potted plant
    of His –
    this earth.

    Ask for love.
    Ask again.

    1/2 #poetey #hafiz

  2. A Potted Plant

    I pull a sun from my coin purse each day.
    And at night I let my pet, the moon,
    run freely into the sky meadow.

    If I whistled,
    she would turn her head and look at me.

    If I then waved my arms,
    she would come back wagging a marvelous tail
    of stars.

    There are always a few men like me
    in this world

    who are house-sitting for God.

    We share His royal duties:

    I water each day a favorite potted plant
    of His –
    this earth.

    Ask for love.
    Ask again.

    1/2 #poetey #hafiz

  3. A Potted Plant

    I pull a sun from my coin purse each day.
    And at night I let my pet, the moon,
    run freely into the sky meadow.

    If I whistled,
    she would turn her head and look at me.

    If I then waved my arms,
    she would come back wagging a marvelous tail
    of stars.

    There are always a few men like me
    in this world

    who are house-sitting for God.

    We share His royal duties:

    I water each day a favorite potted plant
    of His –
    this earth.

    Ask for love.
    Ask again.

    1/2 #poetey #hafiz

  4. A Potted Plant

    I pull a sun from my coin purse each day.
    And at night I let my pet, the moon,
    run freely into the sky meadow.

    If I whistled,
    she would turn her head and look at me.

    If I then waved my arms,
    she would come back wagging a marvelous tail
    of stars.

    There are always a few men like me
    in this world

    who are house-sitting for God.

    We share His royal duties:

    I water each day a favorite potted plant
    of His –
    this earth.

    Ask for love.
    Ask again.

    1/2 #poetey #hafiz

  5. lo han conseguido
    invitaste al cocodrilo a la comunión de la niña
    sentaste al payaso de dientes de escualo
    junto a la abueli Petra
    y qué tarde me ha dado hijo qué matraca
    no sé por qué traes a estos malasangre
    se infiltraron con su baba en los salones
    y los niños se olieron el azufre
    y volvieron en estampida a los prados
    nos rompieron los tímpanos con su lengua
    barro escoria morralla y bromitas sobre tetas de pico
    lo del caballito ese con la tripa llena de diablos,
    mi niño has traído a la luz un caballo infectado
    ahora se va muriendo despacio
    la pus llega hasta la terraza y pudre las gerberas y las cintas
    ni los cuervos quieren esa carne
    que se queda clavado en el centro de lo posible
    y exige nada ya de por favor orden
    la rabia subida a la mesa aporreándose el pecho
    la casa la norma las espaldas que carguen
    con todo el peso de su privilegio
    ya están dentro
    con caretas y vestidos elegantes
    son tu hermano el panadero los verdugos
    a quién se le ocurre invitar a la gangrena
    debimos haberle estampado un tiesto
    en la cabeza cuando saludaba
    desde el portal y tú decías míralo
    casi no parece un huevo de víbora

    #poesía #literaverso #esunponé #poema #poetey #poesíaenmastodon

  6. @Aphelion

    customs of the quaint
    echoes raising up a render
    of the heart

    = christmas eve =

    (why should the title come first? 🤔 )

    #poem #poetey #response #bonsaiku #wrdz

  7. @Aphelion

    customs of the quaint
    echoes raising up a render
    of the heart

    = christmas eve =

    (why should the title come first? 🤔 )

    #poem #poetey #response #bonsaiku #wrdz

  8. @Aphelion

    customs of the quaint
    echoes raising up a render
    of the heart

    = christmas eve =

    (why should the title come first? 🤔 )

    #poem #poetey #response #bonsaiku #wrdz

  9. @Aphelion

    customs of the quaint
    echoes raising up a render
    of the heart

    = christmas eve =

    (why should the title come first? 🤔 )

    #poem #poetey #response #bonsaiku #wrdz