Strangeness in the sky; a ball of light hanging on an invisible thread. Is it a firework? Nearly July ... an explosion? No big bang -- U.F.O, perhaps?? God forbid. No -- the sun, the one we've not seen -- how do you do? Nice to see you. Top of the morning to -- alas, not to last, more wet in the forecast. Still: a break is a break is a break. We'll take any we can get, thankyewverymuch. Been a while since I've seen your smiling face. Welcome back!
Hello Moster Sun...this is great news for Texas is huge and has a lot of land for water to nourish but you all have had enough for a whie. Bask in the healing rays karla.
Love,
Susan
A wonderful write with powerful imagery, loved how you described the sun hanging by an invisible thread! Glad you got some sunshine and a little break! Enjoyed!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
I can visualize your wide-eyed incredulity viewing the sun after what Texas has endured lately. Here we are officially in a drought. Dear Karla, you are like a poetic weather person. (-: Enjoy el sol for as long as he is smiling on you. Blessings ...
Richard
Keep on wishing for ol' Mister Sun; in a few months, we will be CRYING for rain or cooler temps; it N E V E R fails! LOL Very cute poem; enjoyed much~ Very well done; brava, Karla!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
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The gifted and fascinating Urban Poet, Asa D Seeley, once again speaks. He introduces a New Genre of Poetry...Reality Confrontation. Juxtaposed with Essay and staying true to his unique style, Asa brings a breath of...fresh air...to the world of poet
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Love,
Susan
Blessings,
Joyce B.
God Bless
Michelle~
Be safe,
Karen
Your friend......
Love Tinka
Here comes the sun...do do do do do
here comes the sun do do do do do
it's allright
them Beatles were sumpin else
Walt
Peace,
Dan
Richard
George
up in da nord, here too much sun too little rain had a big storm system come through -- rain all around -- none in O-Sha-Wa
good write k,j,
love and hufs
john+
Keep on wishing for ol' Mister Sun; in a few months, we will be CRYING for rain or cooler temps; it N E V E R fails! LOL Very cute poem; enjoyed much~ Very well done; brava, Karla!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
I love that song!