Let’s hitch a ride on falling leaves
while citing poems of show and tell,
and dance and twirl in whistling air.
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While witless bullies hide and stare
so proficient in their wicked ways.
Indeed, ruthless and mindless thieves.
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Clearly, it’s an evil mind that deceives
determined to ruin a lifelong dream
But then, who can prove one really cares.
© Franci Eugenia Hoffman
A gander at me –
I enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years being rewarded both professionally and personally. Now it’s time for me to follow my dreams by doing things I enjoy…spending time with family, learning, sharing, traveling, writing poetry, and encouraging others to pursue their goals. My writing and creative endeavors can be found at my blogs, Eugi’s Causerie and PoetryPalette, where I have gathered a following of kindred souls who share my passion for writing. I have authored Fanciful Delights and Mama, me and Mother Nature. I am also a published author on Spillwords.
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Invented Poetry Forms – The Lux
Original post – June 29, 2019 – PoetryPalette – And so it goes…
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Nice one – love the upbeat feeling.
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Thank you, V.J.
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Always welcome!
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I agree. No one knows one cares or not.
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Yep!
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Good one Eugenia.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome 😉
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Love your opening stanza Eugenia, ..a wondrously mystical aura
“Let’s hitch a ride on falling leaves
while citing poems of show and tell,
and dance and twirl in whistling air.”
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I’m delighted, Ivor. Thank you!
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Agreeing with Ivor. Loved that
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Thank you.
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Very interesting
Well done 👍🏼
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Thank you!
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