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.)
Oh, a Stephen King scenario
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Oh, the intrigue…thanks.
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These are just beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. Hope you are having a good day.
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Thanks and you too! 🙂 ❤
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I like these very much! There is something intriguing about vanishing points.
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It appeals to our sense of adventure, I think. Thanks.
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You’re wlecome. That makes sense, a desire to know where that vanishing point leads and what we’ll find there.
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Great photos VJ
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Thanks Aletta!
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