05.23.26
Posted in Uncategorized at 5:24 pm by sallysense
some summery summaries…
a cloudburst of wing-surges flurried around a fiery door lamp late at night…
in a nocturnal revival wake-up call for wayward moths that saw the light!…
a puddle of raindrops drifted downhill then hid in a playground’s crevice…
hoping the sky didn’t dry it up so it could stay and watch kids play tennis!…
a drive-in theater fueled the cool with new full-feature movie previews…
it paid extra for upcoming cold winter films to lower the heat index value!…
a swimming hole down in the boondocks got called out for no good reason…
so teens planted tall bushes around it last fall to secretly swim this season!…
kids started driving and soon a tire swing slid off of its rope of loneliness…
rolling into a garage for a wheel rim and a future carload of hopefulness!…
a home plate mumbled as a fastball flew past just a hair above its head…
“i wish i could wear a helmet too or be a cy young trophy’s plate instead!”…
a pair of sneakers led a covert mission to deliver a surprise party gift…
but the loafers on their feet idled too long and arrived after everyone left!…
endless tons of busy creek water scouted downstream for a merge ahead…
they’d been on the go for miles now and were hoping to find a riverbed!…
some tall grass wanted to wear a ponytail and hated if a mower came near…
its wish granted when a horse’s tail landed on it just before it disappeared!…
a postcard reclining in a tourist trap shop was scared stiff of flying air mail…
so it slid inside a harbor map and stowed away on a party boat’s cozy sail!…
a porch swing invited some night owls to drop by for a moonlight ride…
feathers flew as a fox hopped up and rocked those hoots into overdrive!…
a sandbox sat giggling as toys and shovels kept tickling its grainy innards…
to dig roads for autos attending all sand races that run thru’ dusty fingers!…
a merry-go-round lost its balance as a sliding board feared its own height…
and when a swing set suddenly got seasick it told the kids to go fly a kite!…
a hot dog went along to find some shade as a cold front behind it formed…
’twas down a mouth that a hot dog found the closest port before a storm!…
the kids kept hoping for a tree house but the yard only held a few saplings…
so they built a crude open greenhouse for new seedlings happily adapting!…
and…
warm wishes’ll bloom all summer long for music singing thru’ the parks!…
as rings of truth and roots of love complete the soul and keep the heart!…
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(s’more to tuck in)… 🙂
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(a know-it-all declared… “i’ve laughed more while reading war and peace!”…
a know-it-less asked… “so where did you read this all needs to be funny?”)…
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05.07.26
Posted in Uncategorized at 2:42 pm by sallysense
feeding a tunnel enough space to escape…
a tunnel’s late dinnertime usually started between midnight and three…
from a fabricated spoon that fed room into a new route to flee…
it’d eaten enough underground yardage to reach past a tall outside wall…
as drippings of saltier sweat crawled along an attempt’s final straw…
it began building up volume numerous moon phases ago…
with less sleep and more weariness for muscles refilling its throat…
delivering space on a spoon while taking away solid waste…
this tunnel could soon breathe on its own as it developed in length…
though for a few meals it’d remained far too fussy with food…
needing a large shank instead to dig into hard rock and resume…
and when it stubbornly refused and closed up for all bites…
a forced feeding shoved more area with a heavyweight’s old pipe…
it finally grew up to be finished and wondered which end seemed worse…
a suffocating moldy jail cell or a sludgier sewer line of slimy turf…
still for all those muffled cusses and low spitting groans over time…
the inmate’s successful escape left it feeling victoriously sublime…
but that tunnel’s happy helping hand soon felt big chain tracks of despair…
after its details hit front pages with photos scattered everywhere…
then officials insisted that any future for it must never materialize again…
as their mammoth-sized machinery bulldozed it back to compacted land…
years later and on a better day since the prison’s former role shut down…
they allowed all paying visitors to tour human nature’s wayward grounds…
’twas then that a rough angular chiseled slab still incarcerated in that cell…
escaped a penitentiary’s oppressive aura in a tunnel-shaped hand to help!…
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05.01.26
Posted in Uncategorized at 12:22 am by sallysense
imagination’s advantageous collaborations…
“yes we’re an essential part of it too!”… imagination nudged a mind’s crew…
“with our sudden arrivals to pursue we may jump-start newer ideas to use…
we travel on roundabout avenues by swooping up from adjoining views…
ready to deliver remedial clues for any shortcomings a human goes thru’!”…
“our free-for-alls in inkling attachments roam wild like nomadic transients…
for an open mind to apprehend catching viable novelty to root then extend…
we easily move thru’ spontaneous trips of carrying fresh images to assist…
without us many stalled chances may perish as if innovation doesn’t exist!”…
imagination swept into a waiting room on the handle of a janitor’s broom…
it’d seen impatience start to fume at a lack of activities for children to do…
so it faced the seat of every chair to meet circular angles with radial flares…
then from colorful paper squares the kids folded artistic creations to share!…
as homelessness hit overgrowth a referendum on ballots counted up votes…
turning desolate buildings into abodes for vets etc to repair as their homes…
yea-questions soon topped earlier routes to rein in chronic chaotic moods…
letting all people chiefly choose many fairer statutes over rich rulers’ dues!…
when common sense inspected its land it detected barren sections at hand…
hoping young seedlings in demand soon got replanted to help understand…
so it pioneered a widespread drive using hearty examples for a head to try…
as horse sense farming finally revived lifeless soil into gardens that thrive!…
with homes designed to stay the same a modern blueprint unveiled change…
where room repositioners alter space to fulfill more present needs at stake…
by sliding inner walls and doors on multi-tracks set into ceilings and floors…
it modifies areas to readily form into various layouts or even fully restore!…
when logic saw its own population wane it felt a loss it craved to reclaim…
so that any head count left in brains didn’t idle away or slither down drains…
an idea arose in a chain of links and a tug-a-more for the way one thinks…
by imagining an anchor over the brink then pulling it back before it’ll sink!…
all the attention food deserves seems to disappear shortly after it’s served…
as if looks and taste’ll always rate first in considering every bit of its worth…
what happens with it further inside where eyes and mouths get left behind?…
simulators for its breakdown-rides may help a body by reminding a mind!…
for a teen feeling low self-esteem or stress or anger issues or unhappiness…
a video game conquering similar quests may help a recovery to manifest…
from tutorial situations with options to pick to recapture cognitive benefits…
virtual experience’s firsthand credits can soar in its positive effectiveness!…
imagination ascended as proposals flew in to fix a dilapidating institution…
it knew futility’ll keep on brewing if vicious cycles get hired for solutions…
it highlighted any prior dead ends that’d fenced in floods of incompetence…
then hands-on personnel’s new involvement led to huge accomplishments!…
“we’re imagination rising from minds onto blank pages and filling up lines…
dancing to rhythm or singing in rhyme or wakening a spirit sleeping inside…
catching a truth by its tale or dreaming of feeling human fairness prevail…
exploring thoughts or setting sail or embracing life’s enlightening trails!”…
“we’re imagination working in teams bearing ideas to where they’ll be seen…
some think we’re silly or some even keen or maybe a rerun or very pristine…
and some rely on conditions to meet or it’ll fall too short to try to foresee…
‘tho for any inspiration we leave may seeds of hope let betterment breed!”…
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