raise the ceiling
more room for incompetence
it’s only play money
borrowed with unborn hands
gilding funhouse promises
raise the ceiling
more room for incompetence
it’s only play money
borrowed with unborn hands
gilding funhouse promises
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
rejuvenatement - not retirement
Wowza, that’s right on.
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I’d like to do some kicking myself, but not the can
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Nailed it in one – superb.
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cheers
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Powerful…..
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thank you very much
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You are very Welcome!!
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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positively cynical . . .
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they deserve nothing less
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Awesome!
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appreciate that
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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wow – that’s some statement!
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that’s some national debt
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Holds my coffee cup up to clink cups with you — CHEERS on that Paul!
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