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Baby tadpoles glowing faintly, buzzing with soft
Wordless rumble of a sweet-peach thunderstorm-
Perhaps strikes of lightning gave us form, Zeus!
Fiends for the sensory, fresh out the womb-slime,
Hovering in the warm, sunny-orange waterbed;
Crystalline waves of a million mermaids splashing
Clap at each lapping onto the loverboy's calves.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

After "Fish Story For Cerulean"

(shame I must feel so prideful)

which was very alien-intriguing

and oftentimes overlooked

with nuanced elements under

the surreal motioncapture of

the magnifying glass he uses

to paint such glyphs of imagery

into strange, subtle realities..

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last updated 20 March 2023 - 8:54pm
©16 December 2022 - 7:02pm — Pungus
16 December 2022 - 7:26pm — S74rw4rd
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I am sorry for my delay in

I am sorry for my delay in commenting on this; I am ill today, and have gotten a late start to my routine.  I am so very grateful for, and flattered in the most delighted and delightful way by, this poem.  I really like the imagery of the poem, and of the lines in the author notes secition.  Thank you so very much for the poem, and for the comment on my poem, too.

Starward