Chained by arm and leg
butterflies attack stomach
hands dripping like rain
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Poetic musings
Chained by arm and leg
butterflies attack stomach
hands dripping like rain
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Brenda
Wow, that’s some anxiety! Powerful images.
poetaflor
Thanks, that’s what I experience when I think about reading my work on stage haha
Brenda
Ah. I started learning piano as an adult. I’ve had to play in concerts with my kids, and wow, frightening!!
poetaflor
It is. I love performing though, the stage was my second home. There’s something about performing your words that adds another dimension of vulnerability.
Brenda
Are you a poetry slam performer? I love poetry slams. So raw, honest and gorgeous.
poetaflor
I’ve read once but it wasn’t slam style, it was poetry slam. I’ve sang, acted, and dance in the past. Haven’t performed poetry.
Brenda
You must be very talented, wow!
poetaflor
I don’t know about that lol. Thanks tho, I just love the arts. I’ve always loved being creative.
Brenda
Me, too!