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My Time, So Measured – #poetry #JanuaryWriting

08 Monday Jan 2018

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It’s all rusted now
Torn and tattered
Years of neglect

I wish I could disavow
Thoughts too scattered
Lacking self-respect

I’ve walked a fine line
Unafraid to crossover
My time, so measured

Though forlorn, I am fine
With the promise of clover
And a life, truly treasured

 

 

Writing Prompt – Rusty Bearings – Day 8/31
Daily Post: Forlorn

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Pinches of Productivity – #poetry #JanuaryWriting

07 Sunday Jan 2018

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Self-doubt is a lousy affliction

Some even call it an addiction

I just need some desire

To reach up and aspire

Thus, hitting my goals, with conviction

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Though pinches of positivity

Could bring about creativity

Need to believe who I am

And get with the program

Sounds like the perfect activity!

 

 

Writing Prompt – Pinches of Positivity – Day 7/31

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Down in a Hole – #poetry #JanuaryWriting

06 Saturday Jan 2018

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One morning while sanding my deck

(Which by the way is a pain in the neck)

I fell down in a hole

Met a cute little troll

Now I live there, too, what the heck

 

Inspired by a true event (sans the troll).

Writing Prompt – Sinkholes and Sandpaper – Day 6/31

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Alphabet Stew – #poetry #JanuaryWriting

05 Friday Jan 2018

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Whatever shall I make for dinner?

The cupboard is bare, nothing new

It has to be something that’s tasty

I know! I’ll make some alphabet stew

I can’t remember where I put them

Those letters, always on the loose

I need to gather enough of them

To allow me, this stew, to produce

Finally finding the package

I take what I need to proceed

An S, a U, two P’s and an E

Exactly the letters I need

But wait! Something is missing

This really is quite bizarre

I thought I had it altogether

But my supper is missing its R

 

Writing Prompt – Alphabet Stew – Day 5/31

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Teleporting Topless – #poetry #JanuaryWriting

04 Thursday Jan 2018

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Imagine what life would be like

Soaring topless, into the sky

Nothing but my trusty camera

Teleporting me, upwards, oh my!

Scanning the clouds for faces

Catching their wink, as they pass by

Stretching out into wide open spaces

Just my arms and me, what a high!

There’s only one thing, and I worry

What happens if someone should spy?

As I land on the top of the mountain

My wings spread, like a butterfly

Perhaps I should have kept my shirt on

I wasn’t thinking when I took to the sky

So I’m here, in all of my glory

Of this, I can never deny

 

Writing Prompt – Teleporting Topless – Day 4/31

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