Walking down the mushroom path
avoiding perfumed roses
colored trees
skies on the bottom
ground on top
I wonder where I am.
Topsy turvy
how do I go
left
right
straight up the center
head cocked
I feel myself grow.
Staring down
giantess I have become
lost in a world
that mayhap I created?
Watch waterfalls flow upward
sprinkling mists upon
vast greenery
a home sweet home
I feel it in my heart.
Flying forward
wings erupt
I surge towards the sky
spiraling downwards
euphoria
smiles
giggles erupt
delicious chills
as the breeze caresses
bared skin.
Skim across purple water tops.
Skip through frosted fields.
Stroll down mysterious paths.
And now I ask……
riddle me this
riddle me that
who/what am I?
January 6/19
Photo by Simon Matzinger on Unsplash
Awesome!
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Thank you. 😊
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And so much fun to write.
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Don’t get me wrong! You write good stuff! But things like this are among your best! I can look into these words and get lost in the painting your unfolding in front of me!
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I am so glad you enjoyed. Makes one wonder though…..actually completely different from what I had in mind. And I actually started that one but didn’t feel it. And than this came along.
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Follow the flow. There was a story in your heart that was trying to get out!
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A very odd one at that…..
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Well………….. 😏😌😊
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I loved writing it.
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And I can tell!
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💓
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Woow your words are so imaginative at every point I can feel each one of them forming a beautiful picture
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Thank you so much.
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😊
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