water wedged

i was thinking of a way to fly
with fine feathered wings

so clear the blue sky out there
where the wild wind nuzzles

untroubled and racing
a deluge of dreams deliver

sweet and kind, life jacket weary
life turned over baking the other side

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one single impression: nest, magpie tales no 145 photo: red chair, sunday scribblings: flood

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inherit winds
blue believability
shifting deeper dim

umbrella blue mist
gracious gloom hovering hum
stray cloud stew and stir

childhood charm shifts
underneath umbrella warm
tied to thunder bolts

wet shoes excuses
stand still splash display
vowed voice uttering

become light joined jolt
driving west freeway folly
nearing night complete

storm clouds have moved in…. gone are the calm bluest of blue cloudless skies offering warmth and renewal… replaced by rainbow gray puffy fast moving clouds and then again i look and see streaming wispy clouds…. constant change…. find myself driving a lot lately…. east a-ways then heading west a-ways.. while driving hands on the wheel looking out beyond the clear windshield the clouds speak as they quickly pass… 

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one single impression no 242: free. sunday whirl wordle 78: umbrella, deeper, inherit, excuses, stand, become, thunder, childhood, joined, vowed, shifts, light;
photo: windsock, cubagallery, flickr

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holding onto you
fingertip finality
heartbeat heaven’s hush

sitting still sound stirs
magic waves her watchful wand
one butterfly blooms

tranquil transition
beneath a blade wrapped wonder
one bug being born

never saw moments
breaking glass stirs not a sound
another takes flight
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one single impression: halcyon

sunday scribblings.blank

he asks in an almost too quiet to hear, can you?
telepathic touch too soon she takes two steps back, how can i?

terra firma the raindrops continued around and in between
reluctant revolution revealed contained a world within

he breathes in strong and assured not willing to relent
mute she breaks and turns cradling the backwards

oh how it howls here sweeping surely
speaking of his softened features melting mercy

rhythmic riot pulling push he stalks the still
the space between stayed and quiet

…….this is how it is sometimes. that place of unwilling willingness, torn yet soothed. 

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sunday scribblings: revolution

3w_uz.captured

hearing the clatter of colors falling
the rebel rainbow ran
there by the window refuge whispered
that gritty grief that so entangles

sneaking past sincerity
the jingle so jarring
wrapped in a recent revolution
whitewashed brown sorrow’s separation

saffron sandy itchy secret shift
manifest mourning marrow
virus vindicate viaticum
percolating pink flight flamingoes

bursting massive blushing blooms
charmed cast of characters crocus crowded
the scent of lavender lingers alight along the lane
skips and scatters surreptitiously

cloaked her hips entwined in sunshine
suggest something so simple and divine
one sting of a subtle smile submerged

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three word wednesday: error, jingle, vindicate

sundaywhirl.call

the smell of a trick pawed at the tip of my tongue
brazen shape with a shine outlawed only in heaven

it was my only wish the exhilarating taste of a wayward whisper
a five point star packed with swift wings slicing through silence

the tight lipped pack unlocks a string of endless startling smiles
spare the flinch of motion this hand proclaims a purpose

queen’s cards red paint white roses whim
flattering five staring back the pet tiger growled
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sunday whirl wordle no 50

magpietales.thrznoplacelikehome

curled quietly
she yearned if only we could
submerged he sought her
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magpie tales 111
photo: parke harrison study of next 1994