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The Source of Poetic Sorcery

Just when I thought my words had dried up

Photo by Luis Machado on Unsplash

I bit into a vine-ripened tomato
and tasted sunshine on my tongue’s bed

I birthed myself into the soul of an oyster
until I was created into a raw opal pearl

I gazed at a feral rabbit’s nibbling
and felt the grass blade’s reawakened joy



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Carolyn Riker

Carolyn Riker


Poetry is my first love. Inspired by intuition & my chunky ginger cat. My favorite place is by the sea, sipping espressos and daydreaming.