11 11 (Poem of the Week) by Featured Writer, Cleo Bell

A poem by Cleo Bell. Audio/Video below.

11 11

Flying over fields

falling leaves

fierce curls

stirring fuming

dirt and firs

I’ve passed into

Rhythmic reverence.

I’ll lounge in the tree tops purring

I’ll hop through brush in a scurry

I’ll charge through rivers

or cut ocean waters

I’ll chatter call

and circle the prairie.

Like butterflies whisper to heaven

words flutter from my pen

what is written in a moment

touches Venus

as I fly

unto the zenith.

—Cleo Bell

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11 11 Poem is posted as our Poem of the Week. Stay connected for future posts by Cleo Bell, especially Cleo's Letters, as well as Celia Blake poetry from Part II of Muse!

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