Poem -
My mindfulness of delight ?
That socket of switches that sits within my head has moments of madness I absolute dread..is it starved from sensation as it ceases creation ? or maybes modules of memory loss amidst my frustration..
But I blunder yon plunder as I dig and I delve, slowly exhaling my inhalations from one thru to twelve..betwixt and between my weary eyes are blinking as my concentration hurts me from thinking..yet I am back on the road of imagination, that solitary space is an absolute splendid salvation..Tho God help my heart if my hands can not write, I shall no longer exist midst my mindfulness of delight...
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WOW!! JILL!!.....what a deliciously compelling outpouring of wonderful wordplay....you have (as I have so often said) such a natural born gift for this kind of 'verbal fencing'.....I'll bet you could do this right off of the top your head......like a rapper might create as he goes along improvisationally!! (smiles)......This was SO much fun to read aloud to my friend here ....she clapped when I was done!!.......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!......Fun Stuff dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!....T xo : )
Ay takes mins off my noggin lol ty so much Tony ❤️?❤️
a nother wonderful poem
❤️?❤️Awww thanks Greg as always u support & encourage me ???
Is this about the creative light switch Mrs Tait?? Well, you don't have to worry about yours. ....it never goes out and must cost you a fortune in electric...??....and thank god for that, you are a shining light on here ?
Awwww u r my ⭐️ n always shining bright ❤️❤️❤️