Golden this heart, this plea no makeshift proposal I am smitten, hard bitten, sold – be bold! Be bold! say you are sold, also smitten accept this proposal this heart, forever golden. (A mirror cinquain for Dark Side of the Moon’s weekly challenge. Â I’ve also worked in the prompts of Fandango (makeshift) and Ragtag Community […]
Imagine befriending genius – accepting social awkwardness embracing habitual quirks as incubation for enlightenment. If I could strip down, release preconceived notions, agendas, lie naked, exposed, in shallow waters, intimately entwined, unencumbered by sexuality or gender protocols, I would shake this sensual impotency – become one with creativity. As my father, wounded, I am inhibited […]
No sound, no movement the bullfrog obliges lens – I am conqueror, superior – then espy miniscule me in his eye. (A tanka for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: sound/ motion.  Image from personal collection.  I am pondering the unanswerable this week, and I think this poem fits – conjures questions about where we all […]
Lovely pink!!
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I hope it continues to do so. Beautiful flowers!
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Thanks.
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I like the green to the side – cool photo
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Wild for this time of year. thanks.
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I know ! But I like it –
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Around here too! Till yesterday when we had a snow storm. The mums are still holding on though. Very nice.
Pat
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Such strange weather isn’t it? We had a snow storm today and yet there are trees with bright leaves still. Odd.
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Yeap, very strange indeed. Mother nature adjusting to all the changes on the planet.
Pat
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they look like powder puffs!
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They do!
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I agree – making three!
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Beautiful mum photo. 😀
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Thanks, Cee.
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