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It’s a mystery to me

It’s a mystery to me

When I commence my creation I never ever know exactly just where my story will go.. of course I begin at the beginning at the start of my thread, then I weave wonders of fascination betwixt my head.. so just like the chapters of a story book I finish my poems by hook or by crook

Whilst I don’t have a plot or a plan for my tales.. I simply leave it to fate and whatever it prevails..my thoughts are a mystery even to myself.. as I unravel the unthinkables from my imagery shelf..If I am lost in my bubble amidst my baffled brain, one may hear me whince as I pen of pain.. tho if my poetry is funny then one shall hear me laugh.. especially if I have picked out my matching photograph

You see on completion of a poem which I tap into my phone as I sit in solitude in a room all alone.. I write it in a book word for word, then I edit it on Cosmofunnel so it may be heard..I also type it out on my Facebook site, my good friends enjoy them and say they are alright.. as I told you already, I seek out a suitable picture so when they are presented together they become my ‘Life in Verse’ fixture

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Wendy Wass

What a talent you have well done Jill🤗

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Jill Tait

Awww Wow Wendy do you really think so luv & I’m honoured you said this 💕💕💕

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Cherie Leigh

So that's how you do it!  What a wonderful way to bring us your poems..We all have our way that works....You are always inspiring. xo ;)  

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Jill Tait

Yes totally Lol I do luv Thank you so much Hunnubun 💕💕💕

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