
When it comes to poetry
and wordery,
i must confess i long to be seen,
over an old country fence,
catching wild flowers,
fluttering about like a white bird
caught
in the lacy edge of a
turtle dove sky
so,
i wonder,
could you overlook
the cockatoo
in me
blinking at you
in bright blue glasses
flapping about
in my inside out sweatshirt
( don’t ask me how I know this, but outside in is better)
and other tomfooleries
peeping out of
the top knot on my head
like hazel eyed limericks asking premature questions
rather
than letting wonderings
simply…
unfold
I love your wild cockatoo spirit with the eccentric accouterments! My writing is so straight laced no one would image that you are I are birds of a feather, rainbow together! Hugs!!
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And I was so excited to post this I did not even spell check my “accoutrements” lol!
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Thanks:)… your writing is as silky as a feather dipped in dusk… absolutely gorgeous :)… my bird of a feather:)… eccentric question of the day- wouldn’t it be fun to have a brined challenge by which we both write a poem which includes at least one word using a brine of some sort… could rather be a Canadian Cali cyber sauerkraut meeting for tea of sorts 🙂
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For some reason, I’m rubbing my hands with glee at the thought of a brined cerebral challenge. Fizzy salivating at the thought!
In a week or so – I have a challenge presented to me to be completed by this Sunday and I’m drawing blanks as I’m not sure if I can write a poem about the topic … or whether it will evolve into a short story! I so don’t want to subject a short story on anyone lol
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Twould be fun:)
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Let’s not forget, lets remind ourselves in a week or so! 🙂
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Ok:)
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I love the imagery Kae! I especially love the cockatoo looking at me!
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