Eagerly, the laughter comes like bubbles through the
curls at her shoulders.
Lively skips on the footpath,
interspersed with questions, always questions.
Probing, ponderous, preposterous
“Seriously nonna, where did the first grandmother come from?”
Evolution, it’s a big question when you are four.
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Michèle Nardelli
I write...I suppose, because I always have. Once a journalist, then a PR writer, for the first time I am dabbling in the creative. Now at semi-retirement I am still deciding what might be next.
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Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith3 days ago in Humor
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Great poem!!!! 🌏🌍