Perceptual dawn

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the climbing timbre of the melody of the birds,

fills the air with the hopeful herbs of praise

nudging me to the continent of expressive words.

the climbing timbre of the melody of the birds,

injects in me the very sense of being heard

as the crawling sun expedites new ways.

the climbing timbre of the melody of the birds 

fills the air with hopeful herbs we always desire.


(c)Waterdroplet

20.05.2023

Poetry form: Triolet

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