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The imagery!!

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Beautiful, my friend! Thank you for the escape!

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If I suggested a getaway to Lisa like that, I am pretty sure she would not turn me down. Although I hear there are no Sonnets allowed on the menu for the Early Bird Catch in Daytona Beach.

I stopped on this line:

"Let's be like grapes some slingshot flings"

And re-read it out loud just to feel the shape it made in my mouth.

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Oh the gorgeousness of it all! Love this.

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So perfect! Let us go!

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Oh, what a beauty of a poem. I have already planned my winter escape via metal wings for 2025. For now, I splash and dive with the mermaids on these southern shores 😊

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So good.

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Jonathan,

I don't know how much more of this wonderful, superb, and insightful poetry you write that I can tolerate. You blow my mind, and I am entirely enthroned in "POTTER'S POETRY."

Keep up your usual creativity, and as NIKE says, "JUST DO IT!"

peppermiller3011@gmail.com

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Another little furnace of a poem--how fun!

"Let's be like grapes some slingshot flings

Into a smiling goddess's magical mouth"

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Love and aviation!

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Stirs the soul

Makes the heart yearn

Eager for morning’s light.

Thank you Jonathan.

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A metal flying machine to de icicle crystals from the eves to melt slowly in a tropical drink. Pino colada please.

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Would like to take her there too!

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Fantastic, Jonathan.

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Perfectly lovely. And convincing. ;^)

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That last stanza! 💛

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