Crowded showers of twilight account for the jealousy of Cissly when she peeped her head over the great breadth of attrition.
She crept a little jolly turn over the mystical venture, the saddest vessel, and turned her wan hat with contrition to the brim of the gentleman.
The gentleman wiped his mouth and exchanged his heart on a shingle for her assent. Her bright hope of double singular devotion abandoned fleetingly for a toiled laugh.
Originally published October 16, 2023
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We’ve all been here, love and what not, mostly “not” (sic)
knot knot, who’s not there?
😀
Love(sic).
There’s a clover pill for that!
Yesssss!!!!
Tragic! Especially when she turns her wan hat with contrition. Dabbing tears.
Sad eyed lady of the highlands!
One of the benefits of the zebra’s stripes (I learned yesterday, at the zoo) is that they create an optical illusion: a mass of zebra takes on the appearance of a single very large animal — something that may cause a hungry lion to hunt elsewhere. Shall we now contemplate the many human forms of camouflage?
…and the biases of the human lions that have to prey elsewhere because of such camo? 🙂
indeed — let us applaud, admire, make adroit use of, the camo inherent in multiple voices honouring the multiple aspects of one “person process” (cf Rick Hanson Phd)
Where dissonance, assonance, and consonance are united in three-part harmony.