Poetry by Laura

Honey Tongue


Speak to me, honey tongue.

Your activities in lush amber tones drift through air:

every worker bee is envious, each sweet tooth craves more.

Honey tongue, speak to me.

Your questions drip molasses on my lips.

Honeysuckle laughter ripples through my empty body.

Speak to me, honey tongue…



When Laura DiNovis Berry is not reviewing poetry books, she attempts her own hand at a craft she will always be a student to and forever fascinated by.




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