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Tuesday, October 01, 2013

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Back linking today to Sunday Whirl Wordle #128

Were a swarm of ghosts unbidden, gathered where patches of mushrooms grow, over yonder hillside edges, the tribe of Thumberlinas with their diaphanous wings, and fallen stars tipping magical wands would, albeit, in worship songs, exact sharp rays of sunlight in a morning spill

fern tips unfurl...
mystery of rain showers
unravel unseen
--gillena cox




85 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS

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11 comments:

  1. Magical Mystical Teacher8:30 AM

    I would look forward to that morning spill. I'm sure it would be glorious!

    Whirl of Disjointed Bits and Pieces

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  2. Gillena Cox8:36 AM

    MMT

    thank you for dropping, and leaving a link; i will visit

    much love...

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  3. Out of Sight L8:59 AM

    Wonderful you, always

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  4. Gillena Cox11:36 AM

    Thank you for stopping by Lorraine

    much love...

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  5. Anonymous10:58 PM

    Whimsical and yet, immediately vivid,

    Elizabeth

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  6. Gillena Cox7:21 AM

    Elizabeth

    happy you stopped by

    much love...

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  7. Gillena Cox7:25 AM

    SS

    happy you stopped by

    much love...

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  8. Old Egg2:30 AM

    I think everyone should get in the habit of giving thanks for every morning not only the Thumbelinas...and for poetry such as yours with great imagery.

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  9. Gillena Cox7:50 AM

    Oldegg, thank you for your appreciations


    much love...

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  10. hyperCRYPTICal10:02 AM

    I would love that morning spill too!
    Anna :o]

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  11. Gillena Cox3:57 PM

    Thank you Anna; happy you dropped in

    much love...

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