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.)
Ans some days they’re the best of all.
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Yep!
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Monochrome days – love your very good choices!
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Thank you so much!
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😊
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I find that I need monochrome days every once in a while to help me slow down. If we were always surrounded by bursting fireworks, we would never want to sit still. 🙂
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True! Thanks.
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Definitely neither flat nor colorless – terrific choices VJ
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Thanks Tina!
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Lovely! ❤
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Thanks!
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An all-blending-together monochrome day. Nice! (I do like Olga’s song idea…)
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome!
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Love your examples, V. J. Interesting textures in the first one. I think the next rainy day, I’ll remember to call it just another monochrome day or maybe I’ll sing the words. “Rain, rain, go away. Just another monochrome day.” 🙂
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Ha ha – there are just those days, usually grey, that seems to prefer one colour. Thanks.
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