On Patriarchal watch the feminine is on trial – crimes noted, abetted, intervention and consequence murdered – suspects ride a pendulum where witnesses are criminal and the vulnerable run no peace to be had while justice sleeps.
Who ghosts desire? I long for a kiss, my glass belly ice & concrete clouding our porcelain peace. A good woman lingers, then after voices joy I, marble angel, let men like father, with grass on their hand, pat eternity, the door sheer, timely, Life! (Disclaimer: Fridays I play around online with Magnetic Poetry. The […]
Sunshine breezes in golden wings deposit joy – ripples renewal. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: wind/ ripple. Also linking up with Granny Shot It’s Bird of the Day. Image from personal collection.)
SAY WHAT?? that is just too funny. I wonder who thought that one up! 🙂
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Can’t remember where I saw it, but it struck me as funny
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Oh…LOL! 🙂
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Glad I made you smile
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This is amazing! I took a moment to make the connection but then I did and I had to swallow my coffee quick! 😂😂💕
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Ha ha – no nose snorting I hope.
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No Thank God. Wasn’t ready for that burn!
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