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 Heart Unclassified - Fold

There is no dewey decimal system in my heart:

Neither are memories jumbled nor labled,

At clouds in slow motion i can shoot a dart,

Under a sky where destined birds fly;

Absolutely, no dewey decimal system in my heart,

Neither is it mixed or melded,

I can still taste coconut tart;

And rosebud still open in sweet fragrance,

And betrayal is stamped with ink indelible's art ,

Its all there a science project of suspension;

No need for a dewey decimal system in my heart.

© gillena cox 2025

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Poetics – Monopoly with a Twist

From 3 given catogeries. Choose a poem and poet be inspired to write a poem×the 'field of flowers' square and 'ee cummings - i carry your heart with me' were my inspiration

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