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Twiglet #238
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[…] The Twiglets – Twiglet #238 – Feels Like Sunday […]
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[…] Twiglet #238~ feels like Sunday […]
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every day
feels like sunday
when you are in lockdown
yes …days of permanent rest
unless you watch the news
then
pushing up daisies come to mind
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So true!
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True indeed
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Not doing the news but occasionally and I’m not in lockdown – yet.
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Here’s my response to this week’s prompt:
https://poemsbyarcadiamaria.blogspot.com/2021/08/feeling-like-sundays.html
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It is a very special feeling.
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Happy late evening all!
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Love that limerick!
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Thanks, Misk!
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[…] Twiglet 238 […]
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Mixing short forms again: Disoriented Day
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Consecrated Melody
The afternoon sun slants through the trees
like shafts of light through stained glass
everything is soft and ruffled, muffled sound
and in the trees thrushes sing forth halleluiahs.
Pine needles and moss are my soft pew; it feels
like a Sunday morning under the green canopy
of nature’s beautiful, natural cathedral.
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I love the image you have painted with your words!
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Thank you
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My pleasure.
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Nature is often the best place for private reflection 😀
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I got interrupted
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