"HiveBloPoMo #023" by Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool)

Today was another "hanging with granddaughter" day. This time, Felicity (and her mom, Frankie) brought some modeling dough for us to play with....and play, we did!

We had a great time, and I'm sure I'll eventually get a few NFTs out of today's fun! (Although, today, I haven't even opened my laptop. Maybe before bed I'll send a new image or two into Digital Lands...)

In the meantime, for this to be a true #HiveBloPoMo post, I need to write a new Low-ku!

#023

From my ear, it leaks
Brain matter that haunts the night
Glowing like cold flame

That's more nonsense poetry! It's supposed to SOUND interesting (and fit the five-seven-five form) while invoking a certain mood. Don't ask me what it MEANS. It means only that it exists....

Okay, folks, that's it for today! I suppose we'll see you again tomorrow. (Only one more week of HiveBloPoMo to go! Let's finish strong!!!)

---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool)

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