Nuance
sounds similar to new ants,
and if you add is it would be a nuisance.
If you speak in plural, of nuances,
you could be referring
to your new aunt sis,
or even saying
“’noon, sis.”
This sounds like nonsense,
but it’s true that a nuance
gives a clue to what you mean.
Written for The Daily Post #Nuance
©Jane Paterson Basil
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Thank you xx
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Suck a clever girl, sis 🙂
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I wonder where poetry comes from – it doesn’t feel clever, more like something which flies in through the window…
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I like that. But I would add that it flies in through the window of your soul 🙂
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I really liked this… amazing use of nuance.
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Thank you – this one jumped up and surprised me…
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Well done!!
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Thank you!
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Thank you for linking!
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Love this! Brilliant ☺
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Thank you Sumyanna 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Word play of the best kind!
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Thank you. I had fun with this one 🙂
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🙂 I haven’t been on the internet much recently, so I’m glad I got to see you having fun.
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I try not to let too much time pass without a little frivolity 🙂
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Very wise. I dance with Girlie in the living room.
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It’s great to have a child to dance with – you can go as wild as you like, and nobody thinks you’re crazy.
I dance when I’m alone, but a couple of people have seen me through the window 😉
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That’s the best feeling, when you can let lose alone. When people say they’ve seen you dancing- they’re just jealous. 🙂
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Ha! You may be right. I must be the most eligable woman in this block of almost 40 flats. I the eyes of the more lively guys light up when I appear. I’m not being big-headed – it’s just that the competition is a bit… limited 🙂
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I wouldn’t put yourself down. You’re intelligent, beautiful and you ‘dance with yourself’ (Billy Idol) Funny how our perception of self is based upon the vulnerable young version of ourselves instead of what other people see.
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