Riding the Monarch

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He surfed the monarch naked as a jay
As the sun shone down in the dismay
The colorful flowers surrounded
But he didn’t much care, he felt grounded
Chickens poked their heads to peep about
And the clouds were quite colorful throughout
With so much to distract the sun ray
It never brought him down in dismay
The streak of sunlight looking down
Was not the thing making his face frown
Rather, it was concentration trough & through
Oblivious response of a day anew
He was escaping all the colorful splotches
Someone else had created in their crutches
For they were too busy hobbling around
But he wanted to be free with the joy he had found
As she scribbled so madly, it was her calling sadly
He simply wanted to escape those trappings
But without her, he could hear only one hand clapping
On with the show without a hitch…RIP? STITCH!
Waves go up, waves go down
Buoyant and free as a clown
The sun even smiled at his gleam
The body was living the dream!
Cooped up in a day of sunlight
Would not be her awesome, magnificent plight
Rather, she’d walk the walk & talk the talk
So still, yet moving along the sidewalk
Could be a late start, didn’t hear the bang
Even so, it might be time to join the gang
Faster than a herd of turtles
She’d leap to cross that rising hurdle
And even if she’s simply on the sidelines at the beach
She’d watch him intently to avoid a breach
The sun would make her skin gleam too
In this naked caress of mulligan stew
Delicious and tasty as something homemade
They were all heart and they were all spade
(It’s starting to smell…Better get the Glade!)

The payment is to assist in paying back student loans.

Because I have only salvaged 41 original paintings from all the moves I've made, these will be available to buy for helping me get rid of debt and assist with my future endeavors as an artist/poet/songstress. There is only one of me and only one of each of these very special paintings. Get yours while you can!

$1,000.00

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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