I hold up my fingers
to prance on this keyboard and celebrate.
Celebrate
my 700th poem on this site.

I hold my hands up
as they clap celebrating.
Celebrating
the readers that come to sit at my table of words.

Thanks brown, blue, green, and even white peepers
that gaze upon screen.
Your invisible energies tickle my senses
opening heart
that takes breath of life to do the scribe dance
and make observations, visions, thoughts, and quotes live.