Imagination Plantation a Hullaballu

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I was tagged for the imagination plantation challenge by Di at pensitivity101¬†for the challenge that originated with Nova Namaste,¬†thanks it was fun. The first thing that struck me was the commotion of the piece and it’s child-like energy. Thus was born a Dr. Seussish little ditty.

A Midsummer’s Day

On a mid summer’s day
in the land of Hullabalu
Sandy was walking
and talking with Booou

“It’s a fine sort of day
everyone’s out and about,”
Sandy said to Booou
raising her voice to a shout

Booou frowned in reply
“there’s just too much noise
from helicopters and trains
from all the girls and boys”

Sandy said “come let’s leave
the city’s noisy crowds far behind
venture out into the forest
who knows what we’ll find.”

That’s just what they did
and do you know what they found?
No shouts, no horns honking
just a whisper of sound

The most beautiful melody
lilting along on the breeze
the song of the forest
wafting soft through the trees

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I tag the following 3 bloggers, should they wish to participate.

Ms Jadeli from tao talk
Sadje at Keep it alive
The Bag Lady

As always, participation is fully optional. Tag You’re It!

Til next time ~take time to listen to the trees ~JPP

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How to Live a Magic Life – a Wordle

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How to Live a Magic Life – a Wordle

Life can be messy, so have the courage to be vulnerable.
Let your soul talk and listen to the stories of struggle and success.
Remember to live and not merely exist.
Lean on your friends sometimes.
Go out of your way to be kind.
Let this be you mantra:
“Those who do not believe in magic will never find it.”

For the sundaywhirl wordle

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

The Forest Path

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The Forest Path

Lillith pushed her little cart down the stone path. It could hardly even be called that now, the old stones were broken and cumbled, it was little more than a water run off through the darkest part of the forest. Nobody used it these days. Nobody but Lillith. She reached down to touch the boy’s forehead, still hot. He had been asleep far too long now. The fever had come on so quickly that it frightened her. Continue reading “The Forest Path”