Daily good poem | bluestone

bluestone

Text/Geng Bing (Jiangsu)

All the brilliance becomes a small

All flowers have long been defeated

Then, then, then

Tonight I sit down the moon alone

Think about some eucalyptus leaves

Can cover me

Like Wang Yang's huge waves, flood me

Then, then, then

Wind is an invisible dancer

Swallow everything in the gloom

White Horse Blue Light Rose

激流 危崖

And those who are eager to move

Then, then, then

As if the body of the moonlight is hollowed out

As if it is an autumn worm's election

In the flowing water, I am just an illusory wild leopard or a wolf

Then, then, then

corresponding

It's the sound of woodfish

Slowly melt into rain drops

And I can only lurk on the beach

White bluestone

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Poet of sleeping columns: Geng Bing, net name: Houde, after seventy, college culture, member of the Jiangsu Writers Association. Published works in 1995. The works are scattered in more than 100 literary ingredients such as "Writers" and "Poetry", and have won more than 30 national awards.

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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