A message from the Oracle inspired by Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.
It seemed to call for an appearance by the birdlings.
night child
sails the ghosts of star angels
born into the breath
of winged trees
oceans flying on air
sky opening itself
like some foolish heart
on fire
K. 
The Oracle is good to you, Kerfe. I feel lighter reading it.
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She is. It’s just what I needed as well.
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Great post 🙂
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Thanks!
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I love your birdlings! 😊 Beautiful Kerfe!
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Thanks Jill!
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No, I hadn’t seen this one. It’s gorgeous! The words and the birdlings. If you could make them up in felt or something you could sell a million.
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Thanks Jane. I was pleased with the Oracle’s message and the art that resulted.
I have never been able to sell anything I’ve made…although I’ve given a lot away.
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Join the club 🙂
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Amazing poetry and collages…
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Thanks Evelyn.
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Fabulous in every sense, Kerfe! I love this one.
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Thanks Sue. The Oracle sent a goid message.
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A very beautiful one.
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Love this
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