Photo Challenge Laundry Day
Yep a photo of my little laundry, untouched, on this sunny Sunday morning, and below, if I had done the washing, is a photo of my clothes line under my Verandah, my laundry day didn’t happen. My Saturday night’s over indulgence has developed into a Sunday morning hangover, and my dirty washing will be still there again on Monday !! Monday often becomes my laundry day……… and also below, a few words I wrote this morning instead of doing the washing, yes, definitely a lot more fun, and far more comforting for this self-inflicted headache of mine…….
A Morning Kiss
Your lips taste of warm honey
Sweetly delicious
Our kiss lusciously melts into one
Firmly moist
We lovingly smile, a honeymoon embrace
Divinely entwined
And a pleasant Sunday morning song by Nick Cave.
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 
Dang, sounds like someone got some luvin, good for you!!!!
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Thank you for reading my unusual post and my little poem.
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Aww I like this post Ivor! Morning kisses are so sweet!:)
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Yes I remember them fondly xx
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Yes me too faintly but fond. But morning kisses from my little one are pretty spectacular.
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Oh Stella, that would be definitely special
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:):) very, It makes the world a whole lot softer.
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We need some softness, best i find some, before I become a grumpy old man xx
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your evening must have been very good that you woke up with this lovely poem. I like it very much. it’s a happy heart that can write and feel emotions like this. when you are happy it brings us all a lot of sunshiny words. thank you!
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😊 Hi Gina, how’s your weekend going, thanks for your lovely comments, and I do have a happy 😊, sometimes I forget to write about the happy side of my heart. 😊 😊 ❤️
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going well Ivor. a very nice weekend. and I am even better now that i see your smile, it is good to write happy I do agree, and you have a generous heart too.
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I love your pictures Ivor. How come with a Morning after hangover you managed to write such a lovely little poem? Thank you 🙂
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Because I didn’t want to do the washing, hehehe….
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Wonderful poem, Ivor!!! Oh, morning kisses are wonderful! 🙂
(And so are kisses through out the day…and night… 🙂 )
Kissing…always better than doing laundry! HA! 🙂
HUGS!!! 🙂
PS…Yay for a clothesline! I grew up with line-dried clothes and still love drying clothes that way when I can. (when the weather cooperates)
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Haha, all-day kisses to you. thank you Carolyn for your gorgeous comments.
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Happy Sunday!
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Enough to make one welcome a hangover
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The day turned out ok, despite my slow and sluggish start.
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I’m glad to hear you had fun Saturday, and Sunday…well, it is a day of rest. 😉 Hope the hangover abandons you quickly. And your laundry will wait for you, it’s not like it’s going any where!
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I’m ok, a temporary illness 😊
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That’s the best kind of illness to have. 😉
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This is so sweet – loving and sexy 😊
Love it
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And writing is far better than Doing laundry!😅
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Yes !! I love to write…..
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😊😊😊
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Morning kisses are the best. Lovely post my friend.
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Thank you Drew, yes they were.
Sunday morning bliss
A memory, a wish
Confirmation, of a promise
A togetherness kiss
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Beautiful
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