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.)
Clever captures, VJ! Cone flowers are cool!
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Most welcome!
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O! nice collection! I still found butterflies at the coneflowers this week!
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I did too. Did they not get the memo, I wondered.
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Lol!
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well done for this week Thanks VJ 😀 😀
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Welcome, Cee.
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Clever prompt and response! I like the cone flowers.
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Nicely done! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks!
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