Simple phraseswords like scented blossomscapture my imaginationcarry me How is it,dear poet,that you sense my needswrite my revival (Image my own)
Mom said sh’e leaving Dadcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Bullying at school out of controlcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Truancy a problemthen the rapeschool says I have to go. Relocate. Reset. Sister move back homeone unhinged, the other batteredMoms says it’d be better if I leave. Relocate. Reset. Shuffle boxes from […]
I am orangein a monotone clime radiant againsta melancholic backdrop a poem withina droning monologue. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Art my own.)
cleve, made me think of that song “don’t it make my brown eyes blue”
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Yes…now I’ll be singing it all day…thanks, lol
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Lol
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Cute catch! 🙂
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Thanks.
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Both the tile and the line about the fly were clever – hah
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Thanks Paul. Glad you appreciated it.
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Beautiful!❤️
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Thanks
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oh yes, I see it…lovely photo and caption V.J.
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Thanks!
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Clever caption. 😀
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Thank you.
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