Street lights dots
through the passenger view,
a cheetah chasing sunset,
her prey’s torment almost through.
And though she may hide
behind pink bubblegum clouds
stuck in the day’s silvery updo;
the bobby pin trees bend and release
to reveal her crouching
in plain view.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
Yes, I love the image of the picture and your words to your poem!! Well done 👍!!
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Thank you so much. I’m resting this weekend
After what felt like a losing battle of a week, so these kind words are warming. 💜
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You are so welcome and I hope you enjoy your weekend and had a magnificent Monday!! 🙏💖🤗
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Fantastic imagery and feelings, K. They worked perfectly together.
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Thank you, Jeff. I’m settling in today and noticing how much the adventure of a new place can totally lift my spirits, as your words do.💜
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You’re very welcome, K. I totally get that. I recently settled into a new place myself, super comforting, and uplifting. 💜
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Wonderful vivid descriptions, K – paints such a magical scene! 🙂
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Thank you, Tom. It’s all in the passing by. I enjoy the excitement of heading to a new place.
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