I have a feeling everything has changed
light roaring at the darkness
darkness roaring back
sleepy skies, eyes coming apart
blue/purple/ ecstatic/ rose
All of us – Lions prowling
pyramids-of-people
icy-cold-mud/ pearly-glinting-snow
blue haze surrounding
sugar plants, schoolyards, and school zones,
lions on watch
shake a mane
pat a brow
rows-of-nonverbals
squeezed in a few more
slouched, in a fold-up chair
four rows, second column to the left
sticky gum, still-chewable
answer lion, roar silently
hairballs, cough
squeeze back a roar
cat it out now
lumps in the throat
if this is my life
not a hairless feline
nor a ghostly-shadow
nor somebody else’s paws
pretending/ and I’m not
A roar, is a roar, is a roar,
a spirited one
spears and sparrows
gardens, and thorns
bridges, and thickets
I hear the voices
of a thousand
women trapped
all in one
courage up,
brave it out, girls~kindness sis. Krissy
A Poet's Vision 
Oh, yes. thank you! We are not any of us “someone else’s paws!
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so right 💖😊
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😊
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The imagery in this is wondrous! I want to roar!
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so glad, thank you, Lori many blessings 😊
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Krissy, this is exceptional!
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thank you TRE
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You’re most welcome!
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A call to arms, or voices actually. You captured my attention right from the opening line.
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aw, too kind Gospel Isosceles many blessings my friend
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