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Making Waves - Ziket

her hips a tidal wave crashing ~
                the sea of debris



8.14.2020

wisdomwomanfree verse

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V. Deepa

August 27, 2020 at 7:08 AM

Wow..great one liner Mo mam..:-) Your too clever.with compact creation's:-) Keep inspiring.Take care.Much love:-)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 28, 2020 at 5:01 AM

Thank you Lovely! Been embracing femininity lately ;), xomo

David Kavanagh

August 19, 2020 at 9:33 AM

Lol I read this poem last night half asleep and could not figure it out, but now eyes wide open the penny dropped, like your big depth charger hitting the sea, leaving it in a mess, absolutely brilliant super Mo I seen a big guy nearly emptying the swimming pool once was hilarious cheers David

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 20, 2020 at 10:57 AM

this reminds me of “it wasn’t the size of the sea than sank the ship, it was the motion of the ocean”... ;), xomo

Gershon Wolf

August 18, 2020 at 5:47 PM

Hahahahahahah! Funniest ziket ever?! It's got my vote. ~ Laughing the night away! :) gw

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 19, 2020 at 6:56 AM

Tee hee! Thank you dear! xomo

Andrea Dietrich

August 18, 2020 at 4:40 PM

Faving this!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 19, 2020 at 6:56 AM

<3<3<3

Andrea Dietrich

August 18, 2020 at 4:38 PM

oh my, now THAT is one awesome picture!!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 19, 2020 at 6:56 AM

Thankya! xomo

Harry Horsman

August 17, 2020 at 8:31 PM

Wonderful sensation of movement.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 19, 2020 at 6:55 AM

Thank you Harry! xomo

Christopher Flaherty

August 17, 2020 at 4:16 PM

A tsunami of movement of passion. Can i ask of you if you will P.T to please read my Cinderella Bell Ball poem. Cheers Ta

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 19, 2020 at 6:55 AM

Thank you Chris, xomo!

Michelle Faulkner

August 16, 2020 at 1:32 PM

Ooh, provocative, alluring - and dangerous!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 16, 2020 at 5:09 PM

We have power. (and I have butt envy) xomo <3

Jeff Connelly

August 16, 2020 at 11:27 AM

First, Maureen I had to look up "ziket", thinking it's a cricket with acne; but as far as goes to this poem of yours- knowing you're Canadian and I'm not, I thought Obese United Statesian (I no longer misnomer AMERICANS since the USA has displayed lately a world majority of stupidity.) But in this poem I can see waves of McDonald extra large fry appetizers flowing with a Mc Double Cheese Bacon Melt, if this exists, washed away by two liters of some sugary pesticide soft drink. Super Size Me!

Andrea Dietrich

August 18, 2020 at 4:40 PM

geeeez., haters of americans. As if some of us WANT what's going on here??

Jeff Connelly

August 16, 2020 at 5:38 PM

GODDESS, Maureen, I hate the US of A!!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

August 16, 2020 at 5:06 PM

Venus of Willendorf in the house! You know how it goes... fat bottomed girls you make the rockin’ world go ‘round. Those hips bearing more weight than kids~ consider yourself super sized ;),