Rallentanda

Rallentanda

Sunday, July 16, 2023

SUNDAYS WITH RALL # 6

 


 

 

 POETRY WITH PICS

 


 starting out

poor as a church mouse

trips to thrift shops

garage sales

 


 

nothing's changed

hard to remove 

the hippy

out of an old gal 

 



 spick and span....no

geraniums and a a cat

a warm home....yes




creative kids

become

creative adults

in short supply at the moment

we need them



an english man's home

is his castle

even if he can only afford

 a cardboard one




he promised

he would give her 

the sun the moon and the stars

he is italian of course




14 comments:

  1. I'm definitely with you re the geranium, the cats, and still buying from thrift shops.

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  2. I'm all for a massive Hippie return. But this won't happen, too many Yuppies now. Did you have an AI device write this? It is wild!!
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    1. There will never be an A1 device that can out- wild an Aussie sheila like me Jim !:)

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  3. Creative kids becoming creative adults has the ring of truth to it, although it is never too late to stimulate the imagination.

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  4. Thrifting can be a lot of fun, especially when you find that one perfect thing you didn't know you wanted. :D

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  5. Wonderful vignettes ..... You may have anything of mine you like, of course. (I feel wonderful when friends and strangers compliment my boho hippy garb.)

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  6. Beautiful glimmers I assume it is your place on the photos it looks amazing! The cardboard castle is pretty clever

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  7. I love thrifting. Things that are well loved. Your home must glimmer with your sparkling personality.

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  8. Lovely pics and lovely writeups....loved the last one ...think it's very cute

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  9. I like the cardboard castles. Lovely pics

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  10. This is a wonderful set of glimmers. My hippiness never left either!

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  11. I think the thrift-shop decor may be my favorite picture. Nice mini-poems.

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