Hula hoop opp oppp

Wed, 11/18/2020 - 03:10 -- Gazeya

 

Greetings from the mountain of laughter , Jiji, Jaja, Jeje

I'm the all-terrain gazelle and forest guard.

I'm up to the top today

To clarify the environment.

because yesterday I saw a loaded atmosphere.

And I don't understand...

I don't see clouds or storms

Will they be the colliding gossip neighbors?

they talk if they know and they're clouding

Or are they just the strange frequencies of antennas 5 G?

Whatever it is...

Against the bad weather, good face,

so I came with my hula hoop

to clean possible tensions.

I'll start my breathing session,

looking at the sea and saying.

Breathe - breathe... full lung... full  lung

The sea breeze that rises and falls...

that comes from the water at the botton of the sea( bis-repeat).

And curve with the hula hoop opp oppp...

My message is : mental ventilation... breathe!

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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