I’m exhausted;
at the moment, it’s not fun.
It’s not a vision I would have spun
if all I wanted to do
was relax, profit from “doing nothing”
and lie in the sun…
or ski down a hill looking fit and fashionable
rather than continuously
falling on my face
in front of
everyone.
.
Welcome to
the Purpose,
with details/sportive-directions
unexpected/unintended
and
la la land
and/or
the “artist’s
journey.”
.
Thank you for
your lemon lanterns
and/or
please, make way;
and/or would you kindly help
carry me out on
this here
bizarrely-shaped
gurney.
.
.
.
Nice, lemon lanterns are cool🙏 Faux
LikeLiked by 1 person
🌔🌔🌔 Thank you, and thanks for yours, too. 🙏💛🌟🌟🌟
LikeLike
May love save us all. Each and every One. ❤︎🙏🌷
LikeLike
There are many of us on a gurney these days, a bizarrely-shaped one.
I adore your poetry, every word. ❤❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much for being here, dear Summerhill. Sometimes we find help in the strangest-to-us shapes and places. Thanks for all your true-loving kindness. 🙏💛💛
LikeLiked by 1 person
‘continuously
falling on my face
in front of
everyone.’ I do that a lot! I really loved the honesty of this, Lia! 👌
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much Ingrid. As they say, misery loves company. ;)) Thanks for being a kind friend. :)) 💛
LikeLiked by 1 person
💖🤗
LikeLiked by 1 person
🔼🌷🙏
LikeLiked by 1 person