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.)
What is it about fences in winter? We may share an aesthetic addiction 🙂 – nicely done.
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Thanks Heather.
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These are really wonderful 🙂
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Thanks.
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I love the title!
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Thanks. Seems to me that is what the flowers are saying. Thanks for dropping by.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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I really like the black-and-white images, particuarly the last one. The little bird atop the car makes the image.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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Lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks.
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What a great trio of photos. I’m really like the first one. 😀 😀
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Thanks – thus the title.
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