A glittering inviteto Baes and Boosfor a nightof fun and boozeflummoxed me for a whiletill I called my Beau to escort methe old-fashioned wayand he obliged with a smile"Of course, dear, you comeBefore Anyone Else" Quadrille #233
Boos and Baes
A glittering inviteto Baes and Boosfor a nightof fun and boozeflummoxed me for a whiletill I called my Beau to escort methe old-fashioned wayand he obliged with a smile"Of course, dear, you comeBefore Anyone Else" Quadrille #233
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wistfulnessrules, young hearts promiseto find theirway back homefragile time stretches a handdemands remembrance What Do You See #309 This song has been the inspiration https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iihDX0bN0qY
Consciousness, a flickering tideneither waking nor asleep,flowing in the hush betweenwhat was, what is,and what might be. Supine thoughts raise their headbehind a fluttering veilI drift where silence splits the sky Weekend Writing Prompt #436
Romantic love toweringover journeysit stands tall Familial love navigatetwisted pathwaysto accept Self-love buildstrong foundationslife meets love Unrequited love Cool-not everyoneIs born lucky Enduring/timeless love lightawaits youend of tunnels Friday Fictioneers W3 Prompt #179
I bow in gratitude to the silent skill of the paddle in cutting through the currents. I admire its strength in going against the stream and taking the boat ahead. paddle fightssteering aspirantsbeyond nightsdark to dawnDestinations stretch to meetdetermination It teaches us how to navigate life when we face resistance. It takes a will to … Continue reading Paddle fights
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I’m not inebriated, just a little dizzy. losing myself in an oceanIs an addictionNo judgmentNo expectations Swaying to soundinhaling smokedimmed consciousnessawakening spirits I’m not an addict, just a seeker. What Do You See #308
I reprimand someone for carelessly unmuting themselves during an online training session. Deep down, I’m grateful for the sounds of music that streamed in, altering our states of consciousness. Frowns in open windows change to smiles, but disappear as quick as the sun between heavy showers. He switches on the camera to apologise and I … Continue reading Work-Life
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