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SUNDAY MORNING MIND

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MY MIND ON SUNDAY MORNING

by

Jamie Dedes

So Sunday morning I’m in bed with Cleo

She wants to sleep & I get up naked at the table

Writing

And it all snaps into focus

The World inside my head & the cat outside the window

A one-to-one relationship

While I image whatever I imagine …

The Same Old Jazz by Philip Whalen from The Collected Poems of Philip Whalen.


the poet wrote and

in writing awoke

He fell one day into an

iris and drowned in the

color purple. Freedom

rose like a geyser

raining down poems,

engraving each on the

leaf of an old oak.

Photograph of Gypsy (The Cat’s Meow) courtesy of the Cityson Philosopher.

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17 thoughts on “SUNDAY MORNING MIND”

  6. Oh wow!
    I feel this is me.. especially since you mentioned my fave color too!

    A very liberating feeling that your words give.. Thank you for this enchanting one.. 🙂

    Hugs xoxox

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