Tasting Danger
She made us cocktails, bright and cold and brilliantly tasty
And nearly great enough to save all humankind,
Though possibly we could, in slurping them, have been less hasty,
For Thursday, carelessly it seems, she lost her mind.
Art-Colored Glasses
Original poetry, essays, artworks, photographs & musings on whatever moves me…
Art-Colored Glasses 
If any one finds it, please return to My Little Corner of Rhode Island… 😀
You betcha. Not that *I* would have the remotest chance of finding such a thing. 😀
Ditto Marie, except direct it to the Promenade 🙂
I’ll do what I can, but as I say, I oughtn’t to make any promises . . . 😀
If anyone can find a lost mind, you can, my darling Kathryn the Creative…
Sometimes, however, I think it would be a pity to have it found! 😉