Mistypoems

Untitled.   Misty Bywater, 2013.

And as I bathed, you became water,

Lapping, enveloping, holding and warming,

Till only my lips broke your meniscus,

Then you became air, and entered my kiss.

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A Pantoum.  Misty Bywater, 2014.

That bird, you spied in a tree nearby,

It had not moved for several days,

It could not sing; it could not fly,

In silence, it just fixed its gaze.

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It had not moved for several days,

Sun rose, sun set, to night-time sighs,

In silence, it just fixed its gaze,

The moon’s reflection in its eyes.

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Sun rose, sun set, to night-time sighs

Of lullabies, trapped in its breast,

The moon’s reflection in its eyes –

It somehow soothed your heart’s unrest.

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With lullabies trapped in its breast,

It could not sing; it could not fly,

Yet somehow soothed your heart’s unrest,

That bird, you spied in a tree nearby.

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 Temporarily, Butterfly.  Misty Bywater, 2013.

Half orange, half violet

Half day and half night

Half of your wings

Unveiled by the light

Revealing a painting

A cosmos, a dot

Clues to the answer

The asker forgot.

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