It’s a sing along day
when starlings polka dot the dawn
as muffins scent the windowpanes
with poppy seeds and cinnamon
It’s a sparkle day
when blessings tumble like confetti
and the rumble in your tummy
is satisfied with bon bons
It’s a snazzy day
when jazz renditions razzmatazz
as banana kiwi bubble gum
frolics in your mouth
It’s a periwinkle day
so crinkle stresses into wads
toss them in recycle bins
away worries, away!
Top photo ruled.me, bottom image from pixabay.com
Wind Rush 
Love this!
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Thank you, Cathy.
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Love this! So whimsical. I’m having a tumeric chai day.
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Now that sounds like a great day, VJ!
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I know it seems a little late in the day to be just getting up and around, but this was a happy, inspirational start to my day.
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Thanks. So glad it made you happy.
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Love the lightheartedness to this poem!
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Thanks, Heather. Actually, you inspired me to play around with sounds with your poem, “A Whole Lot of Nonsense”.
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That’s so nice to hear. You have done a wonderful job, I especially like “razamatazz” – that’s such a great sound word.
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Loved this one. We need that kind of recycle bin, don’t we?
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Yes! May those stresses compost into nurturing blessings. Thanks for stopping by, etikser.
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Delicious! 🙂
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