I want to go to a place
Where I can find serendipity a
Where I can escape
From the travails
I’ve been dealing with
For the past six months
To a place where
Where the simplicity
Of it all is eclectic
And the splendor of it all
Is riveting.
And where it’s not so damn hot!
Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (serenity), Your Daily Word Prompt (travail), The Daily Spur (simplicity), Word of the Day Challenge (eclectic), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (riveting).
Ouch!!! I don’t suggest the Sacramento valley!
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Definitely not! 😏
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A hundred eleven, tomorrow? That’s scary.
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Yes it is.
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Nicely written poem.
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Thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome! Your poetry is getting better.
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It’s got nowhere else to get!
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👍😂
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Great poem. 115 here in So Cal yesterday. I feel your pain.
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This is nuts.
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Agreed. 90 degrees by 8 AM. Miserable to say the least.
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I hope by now it has cooled off.
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It has, a little. Only 89 today.
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That is still too hot!
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Yep!
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