Our NaPoWriMo Project Poem for today is titled: A Genial Nod with Stolen Words

A Genial Nod with Stolen Words


Slight in stature
But not of heart
Floods can’t dampen
Or even start

To still the waters
Dim the shine
Running pack leader
Friend of mine

Child like trappings
Grownup eyes
Cold blue steel
They flash at lies

While claiming
No rhythm
She lives a
Drum circle of one


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