Twiglet #50

 

A twiglet is a short phrase. Or a word. Maybe two. Its aim is to “prompt” a flow. A thought. A memory. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Leave a link, if you’d like your work read, but note that comments should not be expected. Twiglets are posted on Tuesdays.

22 thoughts on “Twiglet #50”

      1. It really is amazing sometimes that when you travel that you do forget what you’ve left for the excitement of exploring where you are.

        One relative has been watering the houseplants they saw…forgot about others. And I don’t think I actually left instructions to fill the feeder. But the weather hasn’t been too bad and I’m not the only one in my neighborhood to feed the tweeters 😉

        But two weeks away is the longest I’ve been away. I really have had a wonderful time. 🙂

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      1. Just maybe
        The last mango
        In Paris
        Is the one you and I
        Shared by the river
        At 3AM
        And my imitation
        Of Marlon Brando
        Made you laugh
        “You Americans!”
        But your eyes
        Locked on mine
        As you bit
        Into the fruit
        Oh so slowly
        Then stopped
        The city
        Stopped
        The trains, the
        Traffic, the drunks
        All unable to breathe
        Just your eyes
        And that mango
        In your hand.

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  1. ‘Just maybe’ someone thought,
    got excited and then experimented
    and some great discovery was made.
    ‘Just maybe’ someone thought,
    thought it through and wrote a book.
    ‘Just maybe’ someone said in a prompt
    and imaginations began to sizzle
    and poems were popping like great
    mounds of scrumptious puffiness.
    ‘Just maybe’ was the tipping point.

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