Tagged: hum
in the age of the
in the age of the
pandemic, we worry our
worry stones until
they hum – a bumblebee too, too
still, a phone call that never comes
.
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in the theater of
in the theater of
dreams, there is a steady hum
all around us, a
low rumbling at this late
hour from those ready to rise
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: rumbling
thinking of home is
thinking of home is
costly – memories demand
much of us, whirring
.
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it is us, and not
it is us, and not
the city,
that makes
every
moment hum
.
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there’s a middle school
there’s a middle school
field trip feeling
on those late
afternoon flights –
the hum of massive
engines weave between
daydreams, whispers,
and minutes that go by
unaccounted for, like
the names of cities,
towns that
hardly register
.
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we are due for a
we are due for a
renewal, a clean
slate, something
that looks less
like a disruptive
addiction or love
petered out and
more like a
newly oiled
machine, altogether
humming
.
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