Weekly Scribblings and we're to consider the eye of the hurricane.
Well heaven knows we've been in the storm for most of 2020,
and we're hungry for the eye. Aye Aye
Posted to Poets & Storytellers United, November 4, 2020
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Here I sit in the eye of the storm
Filled with happy contentment
Don’t spoil my nirvana
And tell me its return is imminent
Love this I let you be in your Nirvana :) We need that place of calm
ReplyDeleteMarveloso, Beverly.
ReplyDeleteLet's hope not. (P.S. I think you meant 'imminent' Bev.)
ReplyDeleteYikes! Of course I did. Thanks, Robin. I fixed it.
DeleteNice one Bev
ReplyDeleteMuch💙love
Nice to have that space to turn to when times get stressed.
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ReplyDeleteThat's right, Beverly, the eye is a temporary reprieve but it sure will not last. I've sat quite a few as we spent our 23 years in Galveston County (TX). Once we had 33 inches of water in our home.
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You have time, promise.
ReplyDeleteHmmm. OK, I won't tell you. I guess we'll all find out soon enough.
ReplyDeleteI'm surviving by taking long walks and binging on anime
ReplyDeleteYes, you are right... let the talking heads rage and guess. I am with you in the eye of the storm!
ReplyDeleteI'm right there with you, Bev, in wishing for calm that will stay. I think that we might be slightly out of luck on that account, but... it's still good to wish for better.
ReplyDeleteOops! I guess I told. 😞
DeleteI won't! I won't!
ReplyDeleteStorm stay away!
Anna :o]
I like this! What an intriguing illustration as well.
ReplyDeleteLove this, Bev!
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