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in the wild fields of the air
horses gallop…can’t compare.
elusive humpbacks breach with flair
dive the deepest…can’t ensnare.
mystic hummers feast off spring
sip the nectar…can’t abstain.
winter’s hubristic numbing cords
lash the limbs…can’t abort.

— and so…

all of these do what they must
without regret or…throwing dust.
all of these be what they be
can’t lesser-be…can’t un-be.

— and so then…

wonder-one with mohawk hair
when tried and othered…don’t despair.

be you in your authentic flair
be you…if you dare.

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Tonja E. Betts
Tonja E. Betts

Written by Tonja E. Betts

Scrabble addict, enthusiastic tea drinker, perfume bottle collector, Prince music lover, poesy paronomasia-ist, happy mom.

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