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Thursday, January 25, 2024

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #150

  Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy 

Here is the photo challenge 


A vacation full of
Sun, Sand and Sea
was all planned for me.
But alas it was not to be
Hang gliding was by first adventure
and my last
Now I sit in the sun, with my feet in the sand
and back to the sea
pitifully sipping an umbrella drink thru
a straw
OH ME



19 comments:

  1. Love the poem, it perfectly fits with the expression on the face of the cocktail drinker!

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  2. love it, love it, love it.... beats me why people love hang gliding, and this is more proof. ha ha...

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  3. Very funny. So I'm thinking in the museum if anybody fell from the ceiling the other day they would have ended up looking just like this, lol.

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  4. That's perfect! I suspect that if they drink enough of those cocktails, they'll be feeling pretty happy...at least for a little while. 😆

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  5. At least he came away with his life. Love your poem!

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  6. oh my, that's the reason why I need to keep my feet on the ground as much as possible. Funny.

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  7. Hang gliding... just no. Great poem though. Hope he isn't on a beach in Florida, he's gonna get hot. We have been unusually chilly though.

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  8. PERFECT! This guy will probably choose some OTHER things to do on the beach next time he goes.....OR......maybe he will just stay in the bar and not bother with "activities"!!!

    Hugs, Pam

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  9. What a fun poem ~ enjoy the drink ~ lol ~ hugs,

    Hugs to you and Angel Madi ~ Xo's

    Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

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  10. My goodness...I'd love to have that flying man in my living room. But wait...Katie would not. She's think it was going to get her.

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  11. Oooo, hang gliding gone wrong. Sounds like a scary show. Let's just hope he's not on pain killers, LOL!

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  12. You crafted a perfect poem for that picture. BOL!

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  13. I like your take on the poem. Hang gliding looks fun, but I think I'm too chicken and the picture is why.

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  14. We would love to run on a sandy beach. but Mom says no good beaches around here.

    Woos - Lightning, Misty, and timber

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