With each drop that falls
Absorbed into the parched soul
Life moves at a pace
Replacing on and all,
In circular forms of round and round
I hold each drop
Like a grain of sand
Or a seed to be planted
Like words and actions
Pushing towards now
Motion spins us carefully
As we rush by hurried in this tiny world
Going faster till done,
Wondering where each day went
As we lay spent and weary
Empty is our cup
Thirsting for just one drop
To make us full.
Yet the smallest to tallest
We seek the path that leads us to there,
To somewhere, anywhere
And we never quite stop to enjoy the scents
Of the bark and soil moist after a humid night
Where the moon shines down
Two am wanderings into the dark
Hands held high as if to catch
The pale light falling like a cloak
Pink orb whispering her night serenade
And I stand hushed by her glory,
Present on the ground
Head in the sky
Alive.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 
Thank you so very much, I’m glad you enjoyed it😊😊
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very nice. thank you
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Thank you! Kiss Apple & Chi for Jernee & I. I decided to sleep in n some more, glad I did. Gotta walk the Little Monster now. 🙂
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I have been just opening up the heart and letting the words flow without too much interruption of my conscious mind…influenced by the moon and all of the changes, he new stars added to the skies…letting my light shine outward a bit….thanks Tre, I appreciate your words today and everyday. Good morning to Jernee and hugs from the Apple and Chi💜😊 and don’t forget one for yourself💜
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Alive, indeed…
Loved these lines:
“Wondering where each day went
As we lay spent and weary
Empty is our cup
Thirsting for just one drop
To make us full.
Yet the smallest to tallest
We seek the path that leads us to there,
To somewhere, anywhere
And we never quite stop to enjoy the scents
Of the bark and soil moist after a humid night
Where the moon shines down
Two am wanderings into the dark
Hands held high as if to catch
The pale light falling like a cloak”
The picture is such a great accompaniment as well.
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Haha, just bought toilet papers….stuff is pricy….I’m your kind
Of people,
Faithful
Loyal
Dog kind of people…
Just one cat
When once was three
But that was back then
And now two dogs
And toilet paper
And a cat that kills birds
Because they fly free
Like you
And me.
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Then why am I sending money on cat litter
Not for nothing
Don’t you know
I need new shoes
The dam cat
Next you’ll be telling me what about toilet paper
Oh no
It’s either the cat or me
Listen
There are two types of people in this world my kind
And people and
It’s obvious which category you fall into
Good day
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But that’s where the cat does her business…outside…persnickety that way😆
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You don’t have to check the day
Just check your raincoat and umbrella
We can’t effort
Anything getting broken
Like last time
You know when you were talking with your hands
And you knocked the vase over
It’s know wonder we are broke by Friday
Oh those shopping trips
With endless plastic
Let me stop
You know how I can go on
Deary
When you leave make sure the cat doesn’t get out
And call me when you get home
You know how I worry so
Deary
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Haha, ok, now you’ve got me cracking up uncle…..truly….another weekend, but to me feels like every day a weekend…I often have to check to see what day it is…so I guess I’ll just say it’s now….no matter what day😊⏱⏰🕰⏳⏲🎛peace and love, The Kim Quotient….
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Breathing into each motion
As to not get a head of myself
I need the quiet and the still
To remind me that I’m alive
Have a beautiful weekend Kim
See you on the other side of creativity
Uncle Dysfunctional
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I actually love those 2am wanderings amid the moonglow 😉 ❤ Lovely Verse as Ever my Friend! Happy Earth Day! And have a Harmonious Week End!
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