I shall leave you

My poems start with a problem, an idea, a worry. I never know where it will go when I start. This poem started with wanting to leave in a positive way and started with the title. So how could I leave but leave with kindness? And what would I leave?

So it is a song. And should include sign language, I think….

I shall leave you

I shall leave you with a song
I shall leave you with music
I shall leave you with a picture
I shall leave you with voice upraised

I leave you with a song
I leave you with music
I leave you with a picture
I leave you with voice upraised

I leave you a song
I leave you music
I leave you a picture
I leave you voice upraised

I leave a song
I leave music
I leave a picture
I leave voice upraised

leave a song
leave music
leave a picture
leave a voice upraised

a song
music
a picture
a voice upraised

song
music
picture
voice

song

varnish

Varnish makes me think of boats. Wooden boats. We have one group that does not use much varnish: our Kinetic Sculpture racers. Human powered, on land, on sea and through the mud bog. All sizes and shapes and themes. Wonderful!

We have helpers for the teams in the water, and here two kinetic sculptures are making their way to land. The water is a few degrees above 50 and they have to take turns exiting on the ramp. We have Kinetic Kops to protect the public and the racers.

For the Daily Prompt: varnish.