Envisioning breakup –past haunting possibility –she navigates uncertaintyan angry dreamer Tries to settle on truthbut with rage as filtershe processes and processesreaching no solid ground Love, she concludes,is beyond availabilityplans a solitary existenceuntil vulnerability caves again. (for Eugi’s Weekly prompt: haunting, and Reena’s Xploration challenge: filter.Image my own.)
She flowsunapologetic of her girth,does not flinchat barges scoring her surfacenor paddle boats laden with curiosity. Confident in her fluidity,she bears the secrets of life –the sludge of humanity in her belly –stirs the minds of merchants, and children,tolerates those who gather at her banks. The final word is hers – she knows –no boundaries […]
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?)
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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