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A waning season, with Winter bending its way towards yearly slumber

for Algot

At the edge of wall, fresh water, falls, tumbling into waiting stone

Jumbo

jet shrimp wings

'cause the world's filled with bigger things

but

homes concerts books

are now becoming tiny, too

for DS106 Daily Create

Swirling dervish in a perfect suit Oh my love, my memory swoons

from 'Wild Beauty' by jessica Care moore https://poets.org/poem/wild-beauty?mc_cid=8f01f46098&mc_eid=ed9c8bae96

Dust is what divides us on this afternoon, a frantic energy driving you wild with your feet kicking dirt as I lounge here, lazy as a log, laughing at the madness of how we still call it love

Riding currents, flow, the arc of a falling dive; sea birds plunge, below

Playing A Poem (a collaboration with AI)

(Gemini) A whisper stirs on strings, a lonely cry, (me) resin on the bow, she closes her eyes to sing

(Gemini) A melody unfurls, a tapestry of sound, (me) Knitted and knotted, each note, unbound

(Gemini) Whispers crescendo, a storm in a teacup's heart, (me) The listener settles in, closes eyes, finds the center of the sound

(Gemini) Harmony drapes them, a cloak of calm (me) On the horizon, a trombone plays soft and low

(Gemini) A distant call, a yearning melody's glow (me) And beneath our feet, a rhythmic beat, sticks on stone

(Gemini) Mirroring the rhythm, finding their own space, (me) In grace, the music makes light

Conversation with Gemini AI: https://g.co/gemini/share/4e0316c0bcf2

Green lady in the harbor with a lantern and a poem, a reminder of those of us, restlessly yearning to breathe free

for MastoPrompt

Huddled together on a frigid wintry morn, bundled up in warmth

I celebrate the song – the moment it sings itself, the way it whispers itself free, as melodic to me, as it is to you, too

for Open Write (Playing with Walt Whitman a bit)

Some Dandelions act as Spring lanterns, glowing in the concrete cracks