Tags
#poetry, #SeptemberWriting, chips, dorindaduclos.com, earth, Night Owl Poetry, outer space, poems, puc, pucchips, satellite, signals, writing, writing prompt
I was flying around through the cosmos
When out of nowhere, it flew by, with a zip
It scared the living daylights out of me
Now I have the worst case of the pucchips
My innards are starting to rattle
My outsides are shaking like a leaf
It’s one close call after another
I’m getting all banged up. Good grief!
You think it’s so easy, up here in space
You think you could do this yourself
Well, let me tell you a little something
It doesn’t work by reading a book off a shelf
It takes years of hard work and some practice
And you always hope the engineers get it right
Or else you’ll be flying around here, like me
Somewhere lost, in the middle of the night
I’m sending my signals back to Earth
Hoping, soon, someone is bound to hear
I’m tired of hanging around in midair
Outer space, you no longer endear
September Writing Prompt – A case of the pucchips – Day 29/30
©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0
yeah i am reading catching up (hack hack) but will get round to writing again again sometime this month, this is pretty cool! a Space poem!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hope you’re feeling better. Thank you! 😊
LikeLike
Slowly getting there thanks
LikeLiked by 1 person
Pingback: September Writing Prompt Participants – Putting My Feet in the Dirt
Palpitating Pucchips Perchance?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Perhaps 😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
Possibly probable ❤☺
LikeLiked by 1 person
Probably poetic 😉 ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Pertinent poppycock. ☺❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Predominantly perfect poetry 😛 ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Petty poetic prettiness prevails 🙂 ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Praise passionate portfolios!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Presently picking parsnips!
LikeLiked by 1 person
This was a great read, the humour, realness, and choice of words made it entertaining.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much, Helene! So glad you enjoyed 🙂
LikeLike
This is really good work.
As long as signals are strong and hopes do not succumb to darkness of the space around us. we are bound to reach home, sooner than later.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much! And you are so right! 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are welcome.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I really like your choice of words. Do review my poetry on http://www.rhymingart.com
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much 🙂
LikeLike
It’s like someone is stuck somewhere yet free.. amazingly written:))
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much!! 🙂
LikeLike