Yard Sale of Thoughts

Blue Whale Moon

Katie Frances Hartless
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Blubbery blue moon

I’m a whaler,

grenade on harpoon,

searching the foamy waves of clouds

for a clear shot at June.

One foot in,

explosion.

Bleed it out

from a water spot.

Four months to repent

these floral organs spent,

the death of summer and

life most sentient.

©2023 | K.F. Hartless

Home Is Where “Floral Organs”

6 responses to “Blue Whale Moon”

  1. beth Avatar
    beth

    lovely

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      K.F. Hartless

      Thank you, Beth.

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  2. Samantha Burgett Avatar
    Samantha Burgett

    I love how you can always pull inspiration from so many unique topics. Awesome poem!

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    1. K.F. Hartless Avatar
      K.F. Hartless

      Thank you, Sam. I was able to see this. Lie whale last night and then I remembered a new song I’d heard. I love it when things come together.

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  3. Nicole Smith Avatar
    Nicole Smith

    weird but cool, not quite odd, but different. I can’t pinpoint exactly the right turn of phrase but I enjoyed it.

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    1. K.F. Hartless Avatar
      K.F. Hartless

      I’m glad you like this one. If you think of that word, please share it. 💜

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