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*Making Rhymes for Perilous Times* Garden Goddess, occasional artist, recovering actor, practicing poet, (currently practicing haiku) screams at TV DMs by invitation only *11:11*
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I was a bullied child. This I learned, later than I should have: Your words, no matter how hard you throw them, cannot change the truth of me.

#7syllablesentence My red wounded heart #take it

“To expect sense from two such extreme viewpoints is not logical” ~Spock

#poetry#haiku love grows like a weed spitting seeds to sprout afar cultivate your own

Walk until we tire Adequate energy saved Then the rain halfway

#artists

#poetry With fortified footwear we attempt the bridge Late February thaw makes puddles in the ice The going is slow. Deciding to turn around we see A dog and his boy, briskly braver than we

#poetry#haiku little girl gifted grew up twisted and disturbed My Heart, I was so young

Ladies, Gentlemen and all the Knights of the realm, may I introduce to you, fresh from the wonderful land of Eatsalot, Her Royal Highness, the Princess Puffbelly Fluffbutt! (fanfare)

Doing his yoga

#poetry#haiku out of hot shower meets the cold white winter light mists of me arise

#poetry One bird calling Two, a dialog Three becomes an argument Soon a chorus raucous I just want to add my voice Redundant, but joyous

#artists

The frogs were singing in the marsh today I said such to my pal “They’re singing? What are they singing?”, he asked. “Hello, m’honey, hello, m’baby, hello, m’ragtime gal..”