Wicked Wednesday

You, Me, Her

A couple of months back someone left this question on my blog and I promised to write a post in response. Apologies to Melinda who left the comment as it…

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Take a Swing

As I travel through the air my hair streams out behind me and the cool evening breeze lifts my skirt. Higher…higher….higher… until there is no more higher and for the…

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Hold my place

I am tired. That kind of tired where your brain is just not working properly. I have been pondering what to write all day but I got nothing. Well that…

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Wait

Note: I wrote this piece as a fantasy a couple of weeks ago but I didn’t have a picture to go with it but now that Kitten is here visiting…

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Knocking Boots

Whenever I think about boots the chorus from the Nancy Sinatra songs will buzz through my brain “These boots are made for walking And that’s just what they’ll do One…

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Maybe?

Dear Sir I know I said I like seeing and I do but sometimes I think about what it would be like to not see what you are doing and…

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Cold Comfort

I know this is thought of as a Christmas song but if you listen to the words it isn’t mentioned once. It is about snow, log fires, popcorn and goodnight…

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