High Ate Us

He’s solid rock under my feet, breathing room for my soul. – Psalm 62:2



we are consumed by
gleeful contentment
of our own making.

Forsaking reality, we
opt for places we can breathe,
adopt a new philosophy,
set our calendared shackles free
and trust
the day to fall as it may.

take a stroll
with me. Let’s dip our toes
in sand and sea

……………and see if anybody misses us.



Prompted by Poetic Asides April PAD Challenge, day 14

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3 Responses to High Ate Us

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    Love those play-on-words.

    The feeling of playing hookey is intoxicating

  2. Shawna says:

    Dude. I am hysterical over your hidden meanings. DYING over here. Oh, Lawdy. You slay me. 🙂

  3. Marie Elena says:

    Love, love, love … the playful ending is such a nice touch!

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