posting poetic prose
11 Jul 2015 4 Comments
by lynn__ in american sentence Tags: bug, gollum, throat
a bug flew
into my mouth,
down my throat,
and now i feel
like gollum.
gollum (public domain)
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Victoria C. Slotto Jul 11, 2015 @ 17:29:44
That’s how I spent my morning too, sans swallowing bugs.
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lynn__ Jul 11, 2015 @ 21:33:58
🙂
Victoria C. Slotto Jul 11, 2015 @ 16:15:18
Smiles. Made me think of the day I made my first Communion (eons ago). My mom took me and my best friend to Griffith Park in SoCal to celebrate and I swallowed a bug when riding the little train. Funny how we associate things and memories, isn’t it?
lynn__ Jul 11, 2015 @ 17:18:54
Yes, thanks for sharing your delightful little story…i usually swallow my bugs when i’m out in the garden, like this morning!
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Jul 11, 2015 @ 17:29:44
That’s how I spent my morning too, sans swallowing bugs.
Jul 11, 2015 @ 21:33:58
🙂
Jul 11, 2015 @ 16:15:18
Smiles. Made me think of the day I made my first Communion (eons ago). My mom took me and my best friend to Griffith Park in SoCal to celebrate and I swallowed a bug when riding the little train. Funny how we associate things and memories, isn’t it?
Jul 11, 2015 @ 17:18:54
Yes, thanks for sharing your delightful little story…i usually swallow my bugs when i’m out in the garden, like this morning!