Truckie’s Idyll
Wrap me in kitsch this adumbral night; purple me with stars and a step-through moon. Set me to rolling milestone swift, swath-bottomed and cone-eyed, trundling beneath branches that crowd like puzzle pieces, roadside grasses breathe me in and out - feathered lungs fanfaring dreams
Very evocative lines, Worms, especially the opening ones and ” trundling beneath branches
that crowd like puzzle pieces,”
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Many thanks!
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Puzzle piece branches, what a wonderful image.
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Thanks, K!
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“purple me with stars” … Gorgeous notion.
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Many thanks Shawna!
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Wow…some intriguing imagery here and those last two lines….stunning.
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Thanks, Mish!
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Such unique, interesting images here! So evocative.
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Worms – I seriously don’t know which of your 44 words is my favorite – I love ’em all so much.
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David
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