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cars and vans yield duffle bags
backpacks, rolling luggage while camp butterflies
flutter the stomach
women’s voices chatter excitement
conference room buzzes
the timbre of worker bees
jammies, slippers for movie time
absentmindedly pop another Miss Vicky’s
absorbed in the chase
tables are a gracious-living centrefold of damask and crystal
a cheery good-morning line meanders
by a muffin-sweet, bacon-rich buffet
our hoots at J.J.’s pink wig and suspenders
titters at Megan’s juiced jigging, self-conscious grins
show we recognize their mimed body myths
Bible words burn, slice
hammered with a woman’s touch, still they ring
the bell of truth
we walk out the sitting tightness, clear the head
in the coolmint breeze
lay back and drift hot-tub legs
angelic worship is all in treble clef
we hold sister hands around the table
chew bread dipped in a common cup
we empty rooms back into duffle bags
backpacks, rolling luggage
hug goodbye beside packed vans and cars
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Our church’s ladies spent the weekend at Harrison Hot Springs Spa and Resort. I tried to capture a few parts of it in the lines above. I’m adding it to the collection of “On, In and Around Monday” writings at Seedlings In Stone
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Violet Nesdoly 
yes, I can see and hear this…. thank-you for sharing your gift of poetry.
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Violet,
In these lines you provide us males with a glimpse into the joy of ‘girl-world’ shared with fun and fellowship in the faith!
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