Jar of Me, Uncorked

Clouds spilled across the sky
Leaves no shadow
Leave my scars in open green jar
A whispered cue sparks my dance
From a lull I rose, 
twisting, skipping curling
Bubbling up upon the breeze
Breathing
Melting
Shimmering
I spill myself into my journey
Grinning

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21 thoughts on “Jar of Me, Uncorked

    1. Thanks De. Wasn’t going to do it but yours pushed me. This was a gift and I am grateful. Love how we each manage to say something completely different with the same set of words

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  1. You do realize that one of these days “all of the words” is going to leave you with none to come up with on your own, don’t you? Nicely done, though, with 24 out of 44 being given words. (Or is that 23 because one of the Quadrille Mondays was to write a self-portrait?)

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