I visited The Oracle this morning and here’s what she said….


Shine me like waxy whispers

through a thousand tiny storms

Honey my hair in forest mist

rock spray and lazy lake wind

Chant diamond-tongued petals

sweet in the moonlight

Soar like a symphony in a

lust-milked sky

Strolling on the Levee, ©Charlotte Hamrick

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