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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Road Travelled
The road travelled
Was filled with gravel
As life slowly unraveled
Exposed, to unwanted battles
Sometimes, treated like cattle
Our cages slowly rattled
Until reaching, the promised castle
On this long road, travelled
Okay, so coffee is the magical infusion that keeps most of us employed and out of jail. But somehow, on Friday, it just has an extra touch of ethereal goodness.
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Yo soy Barcelona y Cambrils Sunny holiday,quiet happy day Families and couples out at play. Reving engine closed evil mind This is man’s doing no God is that unkind. 💜💜💜🌹🌹💜💜💜 GOD, whatever name you choose, Bless Barcelona.
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Ice and Coffee
Chilled, in a tall glass
The liquid, not made to last
Pour it down, really fast
This dark icy mass
Was not made out of grass
But of a sacred stash
Beans filled with caffeine
Only the most pristine
Made, to this drink supreme
Last year in my garden, I planted butterfly weed (Asclepias tuberosa), a type of milkweed, namely to help create a habitat for Monarch butterflies and other pollinators. Last week, when I found a Monarch butterfly caterpillar eating leaves on my butterfly weed, I was ecstatic. I hope this is an indicator that more Monarch butterflies […]
via Thankful Thursday – Butterflies and Caterpillars — Momdeavor
A Visit to the Brooklyn Cat Café, Saturday, September 3, 2016 I became friends with Marc and Iain through Katzenworld. They posted several of my poems on Purrsday Poetry. Since Marc and Iain had Brooklyn on their itinerary, I figured why not go to the Brooklyn Cat Café first (around 11 a.m.) before heading over…
via A Visit to the Brooklyn Cat Café, Saturday, September 3, 2016 — Katzenworld
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Daily
Reflected, daily life
Today is, peaceful, without a strife
No need for a fork or knife
Took the day off
Decided, with a coin toss
It’s no one’s loss
Sitting, in the shadow
No worry, of tomorrow
Just enjoying, what this day throws
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
A Seat
A seat in the shadows
A seat in the sunshine
A seat in the meadows
Even the one seat
In the setting of concrete
Is quite fine
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Fascinating
It’s almost, like a painting
I find it, quite fascinating
An out of focus photograph
Reminiscent, of a calligraph
Stare at it, for a while
What ever as you want it to file
It will still make you smile
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Red Sky
Red sky
Sunrise
Nature’s prize
For a
Brand new life
Rantings Of A Third Kind 