Magpie Tales ~ Tess Kincaid
As winter sun’s measured the sky
with pesky clouds
spreading its dazzling cold beams
to please a crowd...
he prefers the heart race
to the state of rescue humility;
be-bop restless measures to
be-bop restless measures to
ticking away the moments
spending in peace...
spending in peace...
still
there’s a shot in the locker!
by Brenda Warren
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I am still working out how she got up there...and why? When she could be dancing!
ReplyDeleteGood questions...for another prompt, I guess.
DeleteI am still working out how she got up there...and why? When she could be dancing!
ReplyDeletefun take on this image!
ReplyDeleteWhat an intriguing photo!
ReplyDeleteYou guys just need those pesky clouds to go away !
ReplyDeletei like the energy in that second stanza....its got a cool beat kinda rhythm to it....and we all have our preferences....
ReplyDeletehaha some just like to watch while others be the fool
ReplyDelete"He prefers the heart race..." As do so many of us.
ReplyDeleteWell done!!
ReplyDeleteWell done!!
ReplyDeleteYes, there is still unfinished business somewhere! Wonderful write humbird!
ReplyDeleteHank
Wonderfully written...
ReplyDeleterandom words
nice twist !
ReplyDeleteoh heck - that shot in the locker there in the close was kinda unexpected...
ReplyDeleteThat ending was so unexpected Humbird ~ Good shocker, ha ~
ReplyDeleteI think my comment was consumed :) let me just say, this makes me want to dance.
ReplyDeleteYes wonderful last line..pretending is the worst...peace in ourselves the best xo
ReplyDeleteSuch a creative piece you've crafted from the word list. I agree your ending was so unexpected.
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