Recrudescence

weeds grow new faces whenever tamed ~ roots remain cowered just the same 


By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Flaherty Avatar
December 15, 2021 at 12:00 PM
Faces be the Mask Roots be the heart Well then David Sir You are indeed the weed killer it's Kryptonite Ingredients Brain's, Mind and Soul
Kavanagh  Avatar
December 15, 2021 at 12:43 PM
Damn weeds tend to resurface time to time, sometimes looking a little different, but eventually their true colours start to show, time to spray some Agent Orange over the blighters, cheers David
Wolf Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 7:58 PM
Very, very clever, David. Three-points! Joy forever, Gershon
Kavanagh  Avatar
December 15, 2021 at 12:37 AM
Many Thanks Gershon, they only keep below the surface for so long, then reappear with a new face, cheers David
Baker Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 5:04 PM
I think you're on to something, David. Bill
Kavanagh  Avatar
December 15, 2021 at 12:24 AM
Thank you Bill, must be the time of year, so I’m doing a little spraying, cheers David
Allison Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 2:45 PM
yeah I think I see a few weeds which are re sprouting back on soup I hope they get mowed down by admin! hugs Jan xx
Kavanagh  Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 2:56 PM
The stubborn blithers keep growing back Jan, looking a little different, but with the same mentality, let them come, weeds are easily controlled, cheers David
Cunningham Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 10:43 AM
So very true David, now off to look up your title word. Thank God for Google lol. Tom
Cunningham Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 3:09 PM
Got it
Kavanagh  Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 11:35 AM
Aha, that’s one from my crossword skills Tom, but it will make more sense when you look it up, cheers David
Rodrigues Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 8:31 AM
Made me smile! Men have it tough taming those whiskers. Santa smiles because he doesn’t have to ;)
Kavanagh  Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 8:53 AM
Heya Kim, indeed it’s a work in progress, but my little monoku here, runs a few thousand miles deeper lol, cheers David
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