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Partly Cloudy, Chance of Poetry

Things that get in the way of other things

By Meredith HarmonPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
I always strive to have appropriate jewelry.

Early echolocating aeronauts easily extract aerial edibles, eventually I

Climb clusters of cairns, inclined to recline comfortably, unoccluded

Limned lighting lifts lingering laughter, lilting lavishly, over lovely lands

Industrious illusions, illuminating ideals, invigorate an inquisitive imagination,

Peaceful pastime, perusing pareidolia patterns in puffy particulates.

Shifting susurrus sends shivery sensations, slinking slowly spinewards.

Eventually ecstatic idylls ease; energized, eagerly I exit, eyeing extemporaneous enterprises.

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About the Creator

Meredith Harmon

Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.

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    Written by Meredith Harmon