Feb3

Poetry From The California Notebooks, 2016

Posted on February 3, 2016 by anna mosca

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writing comes
as waves of the sea
poetry is the

foam on the top
the sprays that
dance the air

words that speak
of universes
that were held

too long in the
shells laying
below masses

of heavy dark
volumes coming
and going

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2013-04-12 18.50.47

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simonhlilly on February 3, 2016 at 9:48 am said:

Oh yuss!

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- anna mosca on February 3, 2016 at 9:53 am said:
  
  LOLshss 😉
  
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Kimberly Townsend Palmer on February 3, 2016 at 1:19 pm said:

Ethereal, spellbinding, just like sea foam.

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- anna mosca on February 15, 2016 at 7:04 pm said:
  
  This is a nice comment Kimberly, nice adjectives and insight, thank you.
  
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migueltio on February 3, 2016 at 4:56 pm said:

MMMM feel it washing over me!!

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- anna mosca on February 15, 2016 at 7:05 pm said:
  
  😀 then it’s working!!!
  
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  - migueltio on February 16, 2016 at 6:31 am said:
    
    🙂
    
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LuAnne Holder on February 4, 2016 at 9:13 am said:

Every line in this poem is rich – beautiful comparison expertly executed.

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- anna mosca on February 15, 2016 at 7:03 pm said:
  
  Thank you LuAnne for validating my poem with your comment!
  
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PJK on February 15, 2016 at 6:47 pm said:

how true

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- anna mosca on February 15, 2016 at 7:01 pm said:
  
  😀 thank you PJK
  
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