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tilt
by David Garner10
free from fringe from pulp
I tilt toward only nectar
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beak to blossom I blossom
I tilt toward nectar
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hum me, my humming
I tilt toward nectar
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drink, pull, pulse, drink
tilt toward nectar
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sweet drunk sweet
tilt toward nectar
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I open up
tilt nectar
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pour out
tilt nectar
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overflowing fruit
tilt
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thump
tilt
1
tilt
10/20/2008 Posted on 10/20/2008
Copyright © 2025 David Garner
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 10/21/08 at 04:00 PM ...i tilt toward this pome, a good tilt, we flowers do that. hummmmm, one's coming i gotta go now and start tilting. |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/22/08 at 07:00 AM Love the humming mesmerizing rhythms and feelings in this- love the tilt of it. |
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