The Oracle is hopeful this morning.
as vast as the ocean
of sky
the universe opens out
into another morning
sailing wild rhythms
of dancing flying laughing
color magic joy
surrounding the sacred starblue
ghosteye
of children and fools
nascent
K.
lines that aim to be
K. 
Your poem is like a distillation of mine, or else mine is an inflated version of yours. Same words and images. The Oracle was very insistent today.
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Thats exactly right.
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So funny that all three of us wrote about the sea today. And usually you ask questions, Kerfe, but today it was Jane and me.
I like the collage and stitching–still lots of circles–ocean, sky, universe.
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Thanks Merril. These are old artworks–so old I could not find the original photos and just copied them from those long-ago posts. I do not even remember doing the collage at all. Thats how I know no one will remember I posted them before!
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😀
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I love the descriptive language in this poem, Kerfe. Your pictures are both very pretty.
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Thanks Robbie. I needed some color today.
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