intermingling conversations
back to the old days
of sharing the line
Party Line
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
intermingling conversations
back to the old days
of sharing the line
Around my place it is doves lined up, overlooking the chicken yard, waiting their turn to get to the grains my chickens leave behind.
Oh yes, says one – I was in the chorus line in the old days. You should see the high kicks we could do then. I bet half the birds here are from the chorus line. Those were the days!
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Now, I have Bird on a Wire playing on the stereo in my mind.
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Awesome reminder of “party phone lines.”. Well done imagery and photo, Catherine. This made me smile. Thank you!
So glad to give you a smile Suzette!
love this!
thanks Beth. I couldn’t resist
Great!
thanks!
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Your poems are laced with remarkable wit, offering layers of depth for those with firsthand experience!