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@myremarkableplace
Willy Wagtail has something to say.
Perth to Fremantle
Music: You and Me
Musician: Ikson
Don't put me in a box.
Music: Views
Musician: @iksonmusic
I remember years ago
I was not cynical, like I am now
I was not fragile,
but resilient, somehow
I swallowed down the nights and days
Bumps in the road were mere child's play
What can I say?
I've changed,
in so many ways
Source
Is it a bird? Is it a plane...?
The world swims
I am treading water
Staring at the moon
Pressed against the
Skyline— still I love
You in ways I can't
Quite explain, like
Lilacs in a gentle
June breeze, I keep
You warm in the basket
Of my laced fingers
I love you like lemons
Like the taste of forever
You are petal and atom
Always and ever
More than enough
Source
Wake up. Stretch. Off to work.
“And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the Daffodils.”
Manuscript of “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” (or “Daffodils”) by William Wordsworth
Angus McKie
They're out there, somewhere.
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A lot of cute in a little round package.
Music: Mes(s)merized
Musician: Philip E Morris
Music: Hill of Hope
Musician: EnjoyMusic
URL: https://enjoymusic.ai
cat riding sheep
my name is Cat
and at day’s end
i visit with
my wooly frend
and as my pal
drifts off to sleep
upon his back
i knead the sheep.
redraw of a piece from november 2020