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Butterfly Love

Watercolor by Lisa Tomey

Butterfly Love

Fluttering about fairy gardens,
vivid colors and purposeful lives,
butterflies know their calling.

Eat until they are filled and full,
build a protective crysalis,
until they emerge as butterflies.

An artist and storyteller
by the name of Eric Carle
brought a hungry caterpillar
into the homes of many families.
School teachers brought the story
into classrooms and inspired children.

That’s what happens when a seed is planted
in a book, in art, in voice—

It lasts forever in the artfulness, in the
Imaginations of humankind.

Butterflies live on when the world
keeps feeding them
with fairy gardens, simple garden paths,
massive wildflower fields,
all this by caring for the lands.

Help butterflies live
whatever length of time they can
as they are called to be,
as we are called to support.

Learn more about butterflies from this link to the Smithsonian.

Learn more about Eric Carle from this link to the dedicated website.

This posting is in response to the Sunday Prompt of the Poetry Circle from the Garden of Neuro.

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Road Trip

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Road Trip

Acrostic Poetry

Refresh apps
Organize vehicle
Arrange refreshments
Download map
Top off fluids
Refresh home apps
Inventory that all is ready
Pray and have fun

….

With this being a long weekend for many, this is my acrostic in response to the Daily Prompt for the Poetry Circle of the Garden of Neuro.

Are you ready to road trip? Be sure to have the essentials!

Classic Road Trip Songs: Best Driving Music for Your Car. Great Rock Anthems & Hits of the 70’s 80’s & 90’s

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Power

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Power

Powerful waves rush to the shore as I

lounge in the chaise with toes in gritty sand.

Sandy shores, crunch under weathered old soles.

Souls lost on the shores across other lands

find their place to reside and live within.

Whether or not the vessels believe this

hearts beat and lives live on because of those

who gave their lives for their own true reasons.

We are powerless to know human minds.

We are powerful to make up our own.

There you have it! This is my response to the prompt: POWERFUL for this weeks Six Sentence Story

Would you like to write a story or poem in response to this prompt?

Go to Girlie on the Edge and give it a try.

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Sisters Forever

Sisters Forever

I am better at being a superhero because I have superhero powers.

Oh yeah, well I have superhero secret powers that you don’t know about.

Oh yeah, well my powers are better than your powers.

And the rivalry plays on until another kid comes to the yard.

Hey, I have more powers than both of you, so ha!

Arms around each other’s shoulders, we are sisters!

…..

There you have it! That’s my Six Sentence Story Poem in response to the prompt: Rivalry

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Lovely New York Night – A Word Cloud

Jamie walked alone

on the Manhattan sidewalk

she made her morning trip

to the subway

last night, under the moon

where shadows allowed

lovers to steal kisses

in the distance

guitar music played

the musician was expecting

a bountiful night

strumming under a dogwood

with “TIPS WELCOME”

written on a slate

what a sweet adventure last night

while working the acrylics

with a palette knife

Jamie noticed him

he watched as she

scraped paint on canvas

his voice, meek as a lamb

he offered to buy her coffee

she told him “no, thank you”

he left on his bicycle

returned with tulips

she shared her spinach, avocado wrap

while observing dancing cardinals

they chuckled, observing a drunken bee

attempt to check the flowers

in the excitement

he asked her for a date

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