Petals:I’ve counted thempressed thempreserved them Dropsof sentimentprescientpretenders Trivialpursuits of passiongaming for lovechildish ploys Petalsfickle as the seasonselusive as joytoo soon expended. (For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: petals. Image my own.)
It’s just a moth, I offeredthat blue moon nightrattling windowschafing nerves We’d chosen exile –sister and I – refuge from family demons, not ours to claim Innocence borrowsresponsibility – I boreit like a badge;she shattered Could not discriminatedarkness from her owninner light – soughtto end the fury I’ll carry us both,I murmured, too youngto recognize […]
Countless, the timesI’ve spoken out of place –words spilling unfiltered –grading myself harshlyin the aftermath – Yet a pauciloquent tonguewould leave me drowningthoughts stirringin a stagnant pool –perhaps I’ll strivefor moderation. (Image my own)
I believe that alligators are fast on the ground – unlike our crocs here, but who would indeed hang around? 🙂
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I suppose there’s always that one idiot….
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Well funny you should say that, there was that news story years ago of an American golfer you did get attacked 🙂
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Actually, there was a Canadian and my husband knew him – he survived, but not sure the gator did, lol.
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Lol indeed, but a fortunate escape.
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Indeed!
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Molest the alligators? 😂😂🤣. And I guess alligators hate smokers who loiter! 😂😂🤣Classic submission.
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I didn’t hang around to find out, lol.
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Smart move 😉
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