Jumbo Jet they called her – fast on her feet, zooming in, swooping up trays, delivering with flight attendant flair. When did she turn to autopilot, stop paying attention to her destination? Didn’t she know she was set on a crash course, headed for disaster? Tried to warn her, wake her from stupor; told me […]
Oh Spring budding promise innocence of green awakening hope, beginnings; hurried the impulse to respond, before scorching heat burns efforts melts ambition – Summer. (Composed for Dark Side of the Moon’s weekly cinquain – Butterfly Cinquain. Â Image credit: Â Ric Knutson)
So my luck – father’s favourite child, me, no boy for him… he drinks – thousand morning scold – knows I respect, make peace and, you’d think protect them star – wishing god was there, us together, working it. (Friday is Magnet Poetry online.)
This is absolutely awesome!
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I thought so too. How to draw attention to your business.
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Shame? Absolutely not! But I had to do a double take on this, but when I realized what it was, it received a hardy belly laugh! 😂🤣🤣
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Shame? Absolutely not! But I had to do a double take on this, but when I realized what it was, it received a hardy belly laugh! 😂🤣🤣
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I think it is brilliant. Glad it made you laugh
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