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It seems my haiku has a fan on this day.  Funtabulous coupled with food offered the coup de  grace?  Who knew?  It was the most free form, entertainingly light, of my offerings, in my opinion.  Either that or I am being tested!  It's a trick, a trap maybe even!  I'm Doom, paranoia is required per my nature.  Enough silliness.  Ah, but the winning submission was:

Green seedlings grow well.

Their scent and playfullness please-

Funtabulous food!

At first I wasn't sure what to do, but before I had finished writing a note of thanks to the hostess, and rummaging around in my confusion about things, a bolt of lightning straight from a very recent dream electrified every neuron in my brain.  I did spit out something, sage or not, then left in a daze...  Work to do.  But just a note here.  I sputter as I try to understand things.  A bit of pleasure in... actually producing something that others give merit?  Perhaps even a little bit of relief that not all I touch or offer turns to darkness and decay?  Little notions glide under the surface of the pond, good things.  Though being of a dual nature, not always easy things.

On to the work though.  Getting what is in my head to post, and doing it as rightly as possible, is going to take a bit.  At least I have a very solid skeleton, etched and figured, just waiting for the foundations to be bound, hidden structures creating the limits, and finials for final embellishments.  I do like this game.

Later!