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Poetically Suspended

Words hum with no order,
a swarm of bees buzzing
aimlessly in a forest.
While passions thrive,
magic hangs in mid-air.
An unwritten poem is
a creature without life,
one who will only jump
in storming brain cells.

© Susan Schoeffield

Written for the 7/20/14 Wordle #170 at The Sunday Whirl with a baker’s dozen of poetry prompts: passions, without, storming, jump, creature, forest, hang, magic, thrive, words, hum, while, swarm.

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