Lips-made Poetry

The growling, glaring velvet sky is angry,
as if it’s sharp lighting and loud thunder can stop you and me
from etching our bodies with lips-made poetry.

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Photo credit: Breno Machado


In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Twenty-Nine.

If you want to join, here are the simple rules:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.
  • Link back to this post.
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so we can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.