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  • meandering mind

    March 16th, 2024

    Crossing my fingers, counting to ten. Waiting for something, close to the end. Shooting the moon, wishing on a star. Driving real fast, in a Cadillac car. Excitement, delightment, fun to be had. Whirling, twirling thoughts, driving me mad…….

  • circus

    March 15th, 2024

    Burro rides, a nickle apiece. Cotton candy, candy corn. Elephant ears, bears and clowns. Under the big top, rings of fire, tigers jumping through. Thrilling action, great displays of courage. There’s nothing like a day at the circus…..

  • pleasant behavior

    March 14th, 2024

    I’ve been far too well behaved, can’t have any fun. I think I’ll go out tonight, prowling for some. I’ll hit the streets, search the Bars. Troubles for sure, they won’t be far……..Perhaps I should just stay home. It’s safer here than when I roam…….

  • frightening

    March 13th, 2024

    She scares me, shakes me to the core. Like some kind of drug, I want more and more. Can’t help myself, that’s for sure. I’m not in love, not again. Though it seems like everytime, this is how it begins……….

  • whispered silence

    March 13th, 2024

    Easing in, after light. Evil voices in the night. Frightening children, dogs and cats. So stealthy, secretly. Exactly like that. Hidden meanings, untold acts. Dangerous reactions, conjured facts……

  • time

    March 12th, 2024

    Saving daylight, wasting moonlight. Changing timelines, like life. Interchanged, rearranged. Nothing remains the same. Adjust your clocks, change the hands. Save the sun, have some fun……

  • a year

    March 11th, 2024

    One year passed, seems like yesterday. Couldn’t be a year, went by so fast. Our hearts still ache, you are missed so very much. Your words, wisdom and loving touch. We go on, make our way. Missing you each and every day……..

  • holding on

    March 10th, 2024

    winter is lingering, holding on tight….got me remembering, summer’s sweet sunlight ✨️…..

  • no plan

    March 9th, 2024

    Easing into this mellow day. Waiting for something, I can’t say. Anything, nothing at all. Dosen’t matter anyhow, I’ll wait patiently anyway. Clocks spinning new dreams, weaving new schemes. Adventures arrive, pleasure derived……..

  • pilot bird

    March 8th, 2024

    bright, bright red….black mask on his feathered head…..ready to fly, all systems go…..he has places to be, that nobody knows……

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