Poems to Poets

Poems to Poets

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

The late nights of dancing naked,
reading poems to poets.
They'll never believe its true.

I've always had a noisy pen,
so I don't destroy this world.
Every conversation made our
bodies want to be together.

Then it struck me, the inspiration,
without looking up from my book--
she's happy she's alive.
Hands opening up to the sky

and now is when the poem is over. 

© 2021 I Am Svetlana


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I do dance and sing when I write. Good to be the dancing poet. I became the dancing Coyote.
"The late nights of dancing naked,
reading poems to poets.
They'll never believe its true."
Dancing naked, I would scare the neighbors. I liked the above lines and I loved the poem dear friend.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago



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I Am Svetlana
I Am Svetlana

Madison, WI



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