5.iii.22
791
3.64
rise &
(a mardi gras poem)
old straight bloke in trompe l’oeil
shine together
shine as one
apart and far
and many
frock breathless
love the why not
leap into life right now
bright the belly under
twinkle up the toes
glitter in your best direction
shine path
light the way
call up all the colours
sing!
let mocking slough
heal from the past
heal for all you know
mirth in eye
and wisdom deeps
to know oneself
proclaim the day
all ours
and shine together
diamond crazy
good as gold
be who you were born
with whom and how
and choose to be
shine and rise!
glimmer shimmer
ever so much of yourself
let’s forget
never so long till gone
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