Envisioning breakup –past haunting possibility –she navigates uncertaintyan angry dreamer Tries to settle on truthbut with rage as filtershe processes and processesreaching no solid ground Love, she concludes,is beyond availabilityplans a solitary existenceuntil vulnerability caves again. (for Eugi’s Weekly prompt: haunting, and Reena’s Xploration challenge: filter.Image my own.)
She flowsunapologetic of her girth,does not flinchat barges scoring her surfacenor paddle boats laden with curiosity. Confident in her fluidity,she bears the secrets of life –the sludge of humanity in her belly –stirs the minds of merchants, and children,tolerates those who gather at her banks. The final word is hers – she knows –no boundaries […]
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?)
Yes, those porch rail flowers are a gift to passersby! I should be more grateful for them.
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I am not a gardener, and my neighbours put me to shame, but I do enjoy their efforts.
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🙂
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Such bright colours.
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Thanks.
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Beautiful splash of color 🙂
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Thanks.
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Welcome!
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It’s a happy colour.
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It really is. Thanks.
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Love the colour! So cheery!
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So lovely! ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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