Twiglet #238

A twiglet’s aim is to “prompt” a thought. 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 comments should not be expected.


19 thoughts on “Twiglet #238”

  1. every day
    feels like sunday
    when you are in lockdown
    yes …days of permanent rest
    unless you watch the news
    pushing up daisies come to mind

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  2. 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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