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mosquitoes at [near] midnight

I open the window
and stick my head into the night.

I don't know what I expect.
maybe poetic words, to come flying at me
with the winds?

if mosquitoes are poets, then my wish
is granted.

Author notes

boredom sucks.
is it a state of mind?
*sigh*
my mind is strange.

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  • Miss Faerie Greeters member
    June 24

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    Hoodwinked!

    Hahaha. The last two lines had me in stitches.
    This is great!

    I'm sorry for the late hoodwink, life has had me all caught up!

    Glad to be here to comment, better late than never!
    Shari


  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    June 1

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    Hood-Wink!



    Wonderful!
    I absolutely love the simplicity of this and the disappointed feel in the ending, it has a tinge of irony

    ♥
    Stay safe
    ~Manda
    Sorry for the late Hood-Wink!


  • cricketjeff gold member
    May 30

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    I've never seen a mozzy write
    In poetry or worse
    I'm never pleased to see them round
    But wasps would be much worse

    I've never heard a mozzy sing
    They can't recall the words
    Like bees they hum like anything
    And both make food for birds

    But there was poetry around
    When you stared at the night
    The Moon is always most profound
    Just listen to her light



  • perfectsunset gold member
    May 30

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    Ooh a very interesting write,
    so unique and captivating.
    Lovely concepts here,
    and a treasure to read.

    Thanks for entering & best of luck