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.)
A blessing, for sure.
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🙏
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Gorgeous geranium. 😀
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Haha- is it? No idea
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Pink Evening Primrose – my favorite wildflower!!
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Thanks for giving them a name for me.
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Is this a recent photo? I usually see primroses in the Spring … but Texas weather has been odd lately … and you are a bit South of Austin …
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Yes. Recent.
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Quite remarkable!
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Thanks
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It certainly is!
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