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.)
In my interesting years as a youth, i did just that!
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Lol. Come to think of it, my daughter did too.
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Lol
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Love this, lol😁
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Thanks, lol.
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It’s so true😁
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Ha ha ha! I know my line the next time my husband suggests breakfast in bed!
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Lol…
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LOL! 😀
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