Un groupe de trois femmes se tordaient de rire, se moquant d’une connaissance, la qualifiant d’Enya de la poésie.

People,

We need to gather…

It’s getting complicated

Poetry for dummies?

La version française! J’ai fait au mieux…

If you can’t beat it flaunt it

Ripe of body, immature of mind

A meet-cute story

It’s obviously rigged…

Seriously, I don’t!

For Olivia and Greg

From a prompt by Beth Kempton (Curve)

And there was blue.

Ce soir, plutôt que de compter les moutons, mon esprit, curieusement, se demande si la danse autour du mât enrubanné fut le précurseur du pole dance.

My Spanish poetry debut. It was only a matter of time…

We are entering the Moodment Movement.

VIVA LAS ZOOMIES!

Instead of counting sheep tonight, for some reason my mind is engaged in establishing that Maypole dancing was the precursor to pole dancing.

It figures…

Such happy times!

I’m nice…