Saturday, September 5, 2020

UP A TREE

The Sunday Muse #124, where we are
inspired by photo.  My offering is
short and sweet (I hope!)
Submitted September 5, 2020
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I am woman, hear me roar
my motto used to be
I seem to have lost my cutting edge
and now I'm up a tree.
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14 comments:

  1. Carrie Van HornSeptember 5, 2020 at 8:20 AM

    You and me both dear Beverly. Love the direction you went with the image, and always happy to see you at the Muse.

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  2. HelenSeptember 5, 2020 at 8:48 AM

    Laughing out loud! Happy weekend, Bev.

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  3. C. SandlinSeptember 5, 2020 at 9:25 AM

    Love this :) Just laughing (the dogs are sure I've lost it).

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  4. JimSeptember 5, 2020 at 10:25 PM

    But old, I am
    too old to climb the tree.
    Guess I'll
    dig me a hole.
    ..

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  5. J CSeptember 6, 2020 at 7:59 AM

    Laughing and loving this.

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  6. Gillena CoxSeptember 6, 2020 at 9:17 AM

    😊 i suppose a pandemic can also hush a roar
    Happy you dropped by my sumie Sunday today

    Much💝love

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  7. rallentandaSeptember 6, 2020 at 10:21 AM

    Well at least you are not out of your tree:)

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  8. Magaly GuerreroSeptember 6, 2020 at 12:09 PM

    For as long as tree climbing is possible, the edge remains--RAWR!!!

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  9. robkistnerSeptember 6, 2020 at 3:41 PM

    This is wonderful Bev!

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  10. qbitSeptember 7, 2020 at 5:39 AM

    LOL! Maybe you at least have a view from up there?

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  11. Sherry Blue SkySeptember 7, 2020 at 8:44 AM

    This made me smile. My roar is muted, too. We get tired. Smiles.

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  12. purplepeninportland.comSeptember 7, 2020 at 5:28 PM

    My roar has turned to a rasp. Great poem, Bev!

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