She honeyed her way
Through like the drizzle
On a warm sopapilla
Dimple-cheeked a path
Of pink, made them think
She was true-blue
But she didn’t “you”
She spewed
Of what they thought she was
And what she wasn’t
It’s Lillian’s turn at Poetics! She has provided much fun and creativity with “verbification”, changing nouns, adjectives or other words into verbs. Can you verbify? There is still time to join in!
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Would you touch a snake? I had the opportunity. It was during an inspiring nature walk with my husband. The sun was warm and healing. The path we were hiking on led to a wooden bridge over a marshy area. I took my time inspecting the environment as my husband waited impatiently for me to continue on our journey. He should know by now that for me, it’s all about the journey. I spotted that snake basking in the sun. He didn’t seem to mind my curiosity as I stopped to say hello. Again, like seeing a mountain and not climbing it, I just had to touch him. I wondered how rough his thick skin would be and would he feel invaded. Just one little stroke is all I needed to know how he felt…..to experience something new. So I reached out to pet him. Can you pet a snake? His skin was rough, as I had imagined. He did not flinch. I did not flinch. Instead, I took that moment in. I had touched a snake. No regrets.
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