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Erspne threw and Detah caught
It wrenched her wrist, so awkward that
Not large, not small
Could have been Haldalda’s cook pot
Except those holes beneath its rim
There to secure the skin
Around its belly two rows of triangles
Advertised the rhythm’s intent
Upward pointing, downward dipping
A drum for raising sexual ferment
54 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Drum
crispina kemp 
Spicy! I love this!
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Thank yo, Violet. Just wish I could have found the right image to go with it. But… that gloopy clay is suggestive enough
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A Hot-Potter -brilliant 🙌
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I went for the potter image because I couldn’t find a suitable pot/drum. And there’s a real sexy feel to gloopy hands
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☺️
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🙏🥰
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Wow…. now that is taking drum to a different beat!! Very nicely done, Crispina.
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Sparked by a scene in Saramaequai (wip) but it took off to another direction! 😂
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I love that!
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👍🥰
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Different take, Crispina. Unique.
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Inspired by the book I’m currently working on
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Nowadays, reading has become a problem dueto eye problem. Audio books are now comfortable. I used to res a lot.
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I know what you mean. How I kept going, not only with reading, but writing and photography when due to cataracts I was down to just one eye, and that not exactly sharp vision. Thankfully, an op sorted it all. Hope your problem, whatever it might be, is soon resolved
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