Looking forward to writing with everyone again.
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Looking forward to writing with everyone again.
ditto.
I am in Taiwan. Dunc's in Oz.
If we all join hands we can span the globe
G.
Jee, I am very much looking forward to your company.
Patient: Doc, I can't stop singing "The Green, Green Grass of Home."
Doctor: That sounds like Tom Jones Syndrome.
Patient: Is it common?
Doctor: It's not unusual.
I'm sorry . . . really, really sorry.
Happy NaPoMo!
Glad you're here again.
Looking forward to reading your work again.
It does in Singapore. It would have done in Dubai. Had there been any...
Resigned
He's got the whole worrld....iiin his hand....or some such?
wrings his feet
You're a funny, wholesome lot. Thanks, guys.
Birdcall in the spring—
squeaky
wheels
I don't know why but I want to read that in the voice of Tina Turner singing 'Steamy Windows' - I know, weird. Oh yes, what I came here for. I heard those birds at the airport on wheeled suitcases in Jakarta so for me the poem works just right...
Resigned
The birds outside my window are so frisky on my mornings off.
Could be a bird anywhere in the world! (That seems very Singaporean.) I like to picture it as an Australian magpie, though.
Thanks, 5th, Angela, and FB, for reading.
Milk and blood
the cherry tree holds up
without dripping
The word I like most is 'without' (now I sound like a sommelier describing gooseberries on the palate when everyone else is just enjoying the party). The potential double meaning of 'outside' is such a contradiction to the alternative.
Resigned
Jee, good to see you here. I always enjoy your NaPo threads. The first forms a nice auditory similarity between natural and manufactured.
As for the second, I'm enamoured by the striking contrast of milk and blood, both in terms of colour and association, one an indication of childhood and innocence, the other much more sinister, and possibly at the opposite end of life. In context of blossom and fruit it makes a great image too. A lot achieved in very few words.
Looking forward to more.
John