A crocodile playing at being a princess;knowing positive role models will help to
improve life in the swamp
A swamp full of glow-worms and magic,
a flibbitygibbit and a will-o’-the wisp all
floating about weaving a wave of words
Rhythms and beats and chords and long
drawn-out vowels in daydreams; rainbows
flashing through golden auras
A crocodile unwilling to climb onto the shore
and start with her chores; too enchanted with
musical eddies swirling in whorls
Still enjoying the glow of open consciousness,
yesterday’s epiphany still buoying her on
clouds of delight…
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