Did you imagine, for even a moment, that I was anything else but wild? None domesticate me. I’m untamable.
But don’t be afraid!
I am for you. Always.
fiery tongues
an unceasing wind
buffeting a house
“illuminated by the
grace of the Holy Spirit…”
(The last line is from Gabriel Garcia Marquez, from his novel Love in the Time of Cholera.)
for dVerse Poet’s Quadrille #96: Wild Monday (pubtended by Kim Russell)
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Frank J. Tassone 
I like those tongues illuminated by the Holy Spirit.
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Thanks, Frank! 🙂
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Stunning!
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Thanks!
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This is wonderful, Frank.
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Thanks! 🙂
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Love this! ❤
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Thanks! 🙂
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Even a wild cat likes to be stroked! Nice one, Frank.
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Thanks, Kim! 🙂
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oh wow. amen to this!
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Thanks! 🙂
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Fire!! we better not play with it!!
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Especially this Fire! Thanks! 🙂
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Whoa! Good one, Frank!
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Thanks! 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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I don’t mind the wild wind that buffets this old house, as long as I’m in it and the walls hold! That is a very good novel, btw.
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I’m with you! And I loved that novel!
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LOVED the book Love in the Time of Cholera. Wonderful post to the prompt, Frank.
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Me, too! 🙂 Thanks, lillian! 🙂
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I did love the book (though the main characters were not all that nice), I do think we all want to have something wild inside.
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If only we let it loose! Thanks, Bjorn! 🙂
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Good last line pick from an extraordinary author. Love this, Frank!
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Thanks, Sara! 🙂
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