Seven rings of sin;bolster acacia under undulation;when fixes for the uneven shroud the eyes…
They call her the odd one fumbling, proudin her surfeit faults, her brash…
My rough edgesMy uneven lifeMy…
They call it GoldenI call it rockin’ — California dreamin’…
Sometimes
in response to Harper’s poem/prompt (Uneven)
Standing on the precipice
WasteOf time, of day
Add laughter to your life — share it, andMake others in your presenceCrack up with joy.
Bumps and Twists and Turns, Oh My!The yellow brick road of life.
Response to the wonderful Chalkboard prompt: Uneven by Harper Thorpe
