startling "whench"
homward;
a happy daze then
sounds of splendor
blend and soar
once a kitten
not once more
caught a cat
with what’s
in store
seeks of chat
the tells of lore
to peak a hat
four eyes explore
“two doors”
and a florist
is floored
" do tell …"
was what to say
silver burns
the lace in play
and a cup, mr.e
isn’t proper
without afoot
…………
laced wren
silver & small
as seen
" where have you been "
the quest on hand
antique deals of
tiki torch steals and
a church of green
where many things
are for the findings
bound to be sound
for what’s timing
a books lining
when around
.
.
.
they sing
all day long
starling songs
of long ago
do the wren
twitterpate you
the way
their color do
or is that cat
a more tasty treat
the quest of a dog
in bearish feet
.
.
.
wren
when bits of byte seized pen
“no wrench” on the menu it wrote…
“call me your whench!” she said and then
~;) she grinned
Comments
Great work, I can only assume what it all means and trying to say, however; it really rocks. This is beautiful to read and I am getting better at it, hay, I must be getting smarter, thank you for these wonderful write, bless you always.
it’s not a smarter thing cookie ;)
I hear “voices on the wind” and so I … take notes when inspired lol. xo
– IzzyGumbo
tatted wren, how he’s made, lace, when he was a cook rushed to post pone, all maizey full, but the p.o. lice wouldn’t his package send; seems his dough had soured. in lieu, he sends a v-day quiche. as bogey said to betty, “quiche me, sweet tart.” does one curry a favor, or favor a curry? I favor a fur curry over a furry cur, unless it’s over rice. over easy, or over too soon, when chi calls, is a delight.
a tattered lover
a mystery…
crushes
to post one
chic in curry
no hurry as
she’s not gone
rice is nice
not over cooked
or undone
" Quetsche " she say ;) x
– IzzyGumbo
roofers to ramus
said betty became us
as better is the bet
she turns on…
– IzzyGumbo
did I squeeze the charming? ;) x lol
– IzzyGumbo