Baiting her line with incantationsshe casts her spell… imaginesan ocean of possibilitiesready to nibble at her bidding As if words hold swayand patience, power; believes right intent is lure enoughto reel in destiny, determine fate. (Rewrite of piece formerly entitled ‘Fishing’.Image my own. Perhaps a silly goose?)
Trade you an ‘n’for a ‘v’, I saidto the moonto the sunto the birdat my window All obligedand nowmy lonely dayis lovely,lovely,lovely. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @VjknutsonArt my own.)
Service contentmentBe a vessel –giving and receivingCreate ripplesInspireBe presentPush through limitsBe bliss spreadingviral joy (I’ve started a new project: reading through old journals – mostly griping – to find new messages, new poetry.This is my first result. Image my own.)
Can’t even tell that you’ve used titles. Wonderful! ❤
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Thanks. Isn’t that cool?
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I like the flow. Were these arranged in order or did you move the titles around?
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I skipped a lot of titles (unrelated) and just switched the last two (broke my own rule)
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Lol! Rules are made to be broken! You’re a rebel!!
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Oh yeah!
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This is so gorgeous. I’m praying that your healing will be complete.
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Well..it seems always to be a process… thank you.
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Yes, I know about process…seems forever, but maybe that’s part of the Plan 🙂
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Yes…I believe so.
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🙂 ❤
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