A chuckle of meandering
On one’s shoulder
Urging one on
Like a cricket
With a couplet
For wings
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A chuckle of meandering
On one’s shoulder
Urging one on
Like a cricket
With a couplet
For wings
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Like a cricket with a couplet for wings is going to stay in my head forever now. imagery 10/10.
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Thank you!! I’m so glad you liked the imagery. Much appreciated.
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that’s just about the most magical thing i’ve heard or read today and many days …the voice on our shoulder singing to us to wander around. That’s how I interpret the lines anyway. The last three lines are like feeling infinity for the first time, thinking “how is that possible?”
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Thanks Steve!! Yes, it’s that voice urging us to wander around. I’m really glad you liked the ending. That feeling of infinity…that’s really wonderful of you to say.
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magic, Bob; that ‘cricket’ : enchanted in its inventiveness; I hear it occasionally 🙂
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Thanks John!! It’s good when the cricket shows up and urges us on. Glad you like it!!
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the cricket spoke to me this morning, Bob: got a new poem but will give it a day or so to settle —
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Looking forward to it!
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Sensational!! Succinct and so beautiful!
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Thank you!!
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A delightful short poem that speaks to me of playfulness. A reminder to chuckle, meander, jump, and fly 🙂
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Thank you, Dave!
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The imagery in this poem is light and enchanting. Beautiful work, Bob!
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Thank you, glad you liked it.
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