heart is a baby belly,
laugh-dazzled dance
of eternities wild air.
secrets lie broken
like decayed kisses
from young fires
we asked god for cake
& champagne, as we must;
lingering though
in cloud and concrete
universe, use green
tree voice.
magic me soft
like corduroy.
The Oracle gave me the first stanza separately, to prepare me for the rest.
Tao-Talk 
Such a wonderful piece, Lisa 👍 And this image made me smile. ☺️
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Aptivi, I’m glad it made you smile. <3
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Have a very wonderful weekend, Lisa 💜
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You also, Aptivi!
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Thanks! ☺️
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How lovely. I love the “green tree voice magic me soft like corduroy.” Beautiful!!
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<3 The Oracle is wise and kind.
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Very well done, Lisa.
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Thank you, Dwight. She always gives useful hints.
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This is a lot of fun
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Thanks Steve
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Gorgeous! Every stanza makes its own weird sense. But I love the last one and the lines: “magic me soft / like corduroy.” 🤩
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<3 The Oracle is good to me. Nina, thank you for sharing your view.
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The green tree voice is just what we need. (K)
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A unique puzzle of words put together with skill.
Lovely image too.
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Jules, thank you very much. The pic was taken when we went to the ice cream parlor after playing video games and glow golf.
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Very interesting 🤔
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Glad you find it interesting, Sadje. Thank you.
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Nicely woven Li
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Thanks much, Paul. She brings such gifts.
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Love these…I sound like a broken record but great job!
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Max, thanks so much. The Oracle is generous with her wisdom.
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Yes she is! I like seeing how you put it together.
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