Sweet peas and petunias fill the gutters on this morning,
and bluebirds buzz your head and land on shoulders without warning.
Curmudgeons sprout wide smiles and doubters grow proactive.
And even grim Chernobyl becomes less radioactive.
Guns forsake their targets and missiles stop their tracking,
and mathematicians give up seeking what they’re lacking.
It’s Universal Peace Day, and for once all enter in
as the hand that holds the grenade pauses to pull the pin.
Prompt words today are curmudgeon, proactive, apocryphal, target, gutter and morning. Image by Sunguk Kim on Unsplash.
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We wish!
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Ah, this one gave me chills, Judy. If only…
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❤️ On the way home from the store I heard that old Youngbloods song about everybody coming together. I got a lump in my throat. I wish…
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I love that song as well. We sang it for the Spring Sing at the University of Wyoming in the late sixties.
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Ah Laramie ❤️
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Hmm, looks exactly like the Holy Spirit!
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I thought so, too, but can’t take credit for it as I found it on Unsplash.
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Stunning imagery. I love how you used the last line break.
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