Ducking in a new row of divers at sea,

Ducks think in queue of neurodiversity. ; )

Yes, the apartment was peeling and creaking—about as far a swing as possible from the refurbished retro renovation recently reviewed, but this one’s living-room window was just right—for a mollydooker, whose peccadillo was holding the brush up to the pane’s breaking light before each stroke *and* who especially needed the view of the bridge fore the mountainscape, a scene uncreatable in the more polished, albeit certainly less perfect place. ; )

Her heart,

Misty from endless turnabouts,

Scratched by diamondiferous dudes—

Who kneel for everyone else,

Etches ephemeral hope

Via a reflective memory

Of an ever missed light. ; )

Dierdre’s psychotomimetic spell had her seeing self as an antlered deer grazing in a field of green, but, of course, she remained in classic form, though branched images of her mind continued in a view unseen. ; )

Snowflaked caps had alit

As soft sawder a bit

So tree’s tops would not quit

Tries to hoped stars as writ. ; )