Parrot my foot
and imitate these hands
from deep down inside
This talk of love
your empty 4 letter word
speaking to my foot
my hand responds as needed
My mouth mirrors yours
in speech or kissing
but what do these lips speak
Traveling down my throat
faster than the speed of light
your shivering echoes leave loss
Lies and much wrong
Your four 4 letter word
Dust in my wind…
And if we must speak of love
I need bigger words
than those 4
tumbling in the air
just skipping past gravity
We cannot fly
we only tumble
By Susan Daniels and Boomie Bol
Boomie Bol in Italics
***This was fun! Merry Christmas to my sis Boomie!
Oh I love the picture you have with it… Thanks again for this :). Fun fun fun
Again, the pleasure was all mine–you are so talented, Boomie!
Hey–check it out–Nick reblogged us!
Really enjoying the duet Susan and Boomie
Thank you, Bruce–this was a lot of fun!
Reblogged this on Retcon Poet and commented:
This is a super cool idea, something I’d like to do with another poet in the future…..but in the meantime, let’s enjoy this fantastic work. 🙂
Thanks so much Nick. Susan is the queen of duets, she does them so well. Really appreciate the reblog
We are putting one of our own now, thanks for the inspiration!
Yay!!! Cool its always fun
Sure is–we are going to write something about Syria, I think.
Gosh, Boomie–I am all red now. You are fantastic at these, as well.
Thanks, Audra–was fun!
Kinda playful, Boomie and Susan, I much liked it. Got hooked by the four-letter word bits.
Again, Boomie is absolutely delightful to write with, and I am so glad you liked!
I like your duets, the interaction of voices is pretty interesting. Think you have a talent for linguistic integration.
Oh, Trent, thank you. I do like weaving voices with people, and with some it is as easy as breathing.
Doing some interesting collaborative works there Susan! 🙂
Oh, thank you! I really enjoy those!