Fused.
Rivers flow into the sea as raindrops
blend each into each
so natural amalgam
of planned attraction nothing stops.
And naught in the world being single
let us, like two wires caught
in virtual vibes
burn as we mingle in this fused mix.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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May we all be of one mind on this earth and all will be well Fay.
Andy
this is absolutely lovely Fay .. hot wired so ya are ............ while there's me, well earthed and yet not entirely grounded ..................................... x
OMG put that cover back on the fusebox... the sparks flying in your poetry today have me... mmm was going to say worried but.... smiling is better.
"ello... is that Penzance plumbing and electrics.... can you send a man round please......."
Good write Fay.
I might swoon and blow a fuse - or vice versa?! lol.
Sounds electrifying Fay
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