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walking on the blue side of night wanting to slice the sky open and taste the creamy filling.
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walking on the blue side of night wanting to slice the sky open and taste the creamy filling.
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Artful Words to Inspire Fearless Living
The view from my front porch (in Pennsylvania) or back patio (in London) every morning, in tweet-sized instalments
The Beautiful Due
gorgeousness. thank you.
and thank you for the comment. good to see you here.
I really like that poem!
thanks, megan :-)
… cause I sure ain’t gonna
lick the sidewalk.
;-)
me neither…
Night tastes yummy!
like dessert
blueberry laden streets …
i love blueberries
Love how you describe what you see.
thanks, maureen :-)
Pavement emitting blue
to create the Blues
born from the streets
the beat of the street…
Love that shade of blue. Trying to image the cream inside the sky
take a walk at night…maybe you will see it. blue light on sidewalk…
I swipe a sneaky
finger, make a groove
through that fililng
and lick
did you get some star sprinkles?
Nice!
Mmmmm. So tactile . Wonderfully original metaphor for sky!
a touching comment…