@dukeyork.bsky.social
Happily married, almost an Xer, Air Force Vet, cold warrior, political moderate, Cat lover
Sorry I did it again but I was working on my lines for another entry when you sent the message. Thank you
March 15, 2025 at 1:16 AM
Sorry I did it again but I was working on my lines for another entry when you sent the message. Thank you
#Quickquillround 4
Her eyes search me like a serpent
lips quiver like a reed
perspiration down her forehead
like a waterfall of beads
Back arched like an angry cat
she hisses and she growls
dishes flying through the air
another kitchen row
I’m sorry. I’ll take out the trash!
Her eyes search me like a serpent
lips quiver like a reed
perspiration down her forehead
like a waterfall of beads
Back arched like an angry cat
she hisses and she growls
dishes flying through the air
another kitchen row
I’m sorry. I’ll take out the trash!
March 15, 2025 at 1:14 AM
#Quickquillround 4
Her eyes search me like a serpent
lips quiver like a reed
perspiration down her forehead
like a waterfall of beads
Back arched like an angry cat
she hisses and she growls
dishes flying through the air
another kitchen row
I’m sorry. I’ll take out the trash!
Her eyes search me like a serpent
lips quiver like a reed
perspiration down her forehead
like a waterfall of beads
Back arched like an angry cat
she hisses and she growls
dishes flying through the air
another kitchen row
I’m sorry. I’ll take out the trash!
#Quickquillround 1
walking on the precipice of hesitation
like wavering on a beam with arms stretched out
faint faith like a dim candle that governs each footstep
faint fear like a breeze that throws me off balance
the ominous reminder that I may one day fall into a dark pit
walking on the precipice of hesitation
like wavering on a beam with arms stretched out
faint faith like a dim candle that governs each footstep
faint fear like a breeze that throws me off balance
the ominous reminder that I may one day fall into a dark pit
March 15, 2025 at 12:54 AM
#Quickquillround 1
walking on the precipice of hesitation
like wavering on a beam with arms stretched out
faint faith like a dim candle that governs each footstep
faint fear like a breeze that throws me off balance
the ominous reminder that I may one day fall into a dark pit
walking on the precipice of hesitation
like wavering on a beam with arms stretched out
faint faith like a dim candle that governs each footstep
faint fear like a breeze that throws me off balance
the ominous reminder that I may one day fall into a dark pit
Zoomed in and saw it
March 11, 2025 at 11:42 PM
Zoomed in and saw it