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.)
I love that last verse, that is how I feel, outside the lines suits me better.
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You do it well, too! Thanks.
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Thank you VJ
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I like this. Outside the lines…so much more interesting. Bending them when needed.
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Thanks – flexibility essential,
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Outside the lines is where our creativity comes from and yours is brilliant! ā¤
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Thank you! You always make my day.
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As you always make mine sharing your beautiful heart and photography in your posts! ā¤
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You have some absolutely marvelous lines. š š
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Ha ha – thanks.
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Outside the lines makes for interesting poetry!
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Absolutely!
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