Chemistry mispelled

It's their buoyancy
fluid weightless-ness
the gyre between
warm and cold currents
A next best guess
allures underside a jellyfish
Trial and error has found its place
swept curves of the harp
pull the pitch of each string
together my naivete

Pink names upon the poet's wall
individual names on a lengthening scroll
needn't need fancy a need for them all
To this they collectively speak

Mortars and pestle prepared to grind
floral nodes dropped therein
Apothecaries
unique in their own
each essence compressed
infused in the oil

Whether the bay state of Rhode Island
or from a billibong Down Under
our C/S ladies are rarities
are countless varieties of rose
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Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
ah hah

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BobbyC1348
Yeah.conversing confused handshake help
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