I always thought clouds were light like cotton candy although not as sweet.
The cumulus look like stolen wool pilfered from some sheep.
If you must plough a field of dasies in time for next spring blossoming,
You should check with a farmer's almanac so as not to be wasting time assuming.
Ah; when the broken heart of aesthetics
Choose to leave one saddened, step to it
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Cleverly done. This made me smile.
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I like your triplet of poems here. Very well done!
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Clever take on these pictures.
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Good one specially the second one. Enjoyed your take on the 3 images.
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I love the combination of images and the poem they inspired, Gillena. I especially enjoyed the clouds ‘like cotton candy although not as sweet’ and stolen wool.
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Gillena, you are sooo good!! Nice write, I had thought they were sheep's wool rustlers with a truck under the chute.
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I like the way you have condensed the images into words.
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Very well presented!
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Wonderful, Gillena! I liked the last one especially. ❤️
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