28 Tuesday May 2019
Posted in Cinquain, May Writing, Poetry
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Our lives
Constant battles
In states of confusion
Much ado about everything
For naught
May Writing Prompts – Much Ado About Everything – Day 28/31
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27 Monday May 2019
Posted in Daily Word Prompt, FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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Yes, I am common, and blend in with the crowd
Though at times, I can really dominate the scene
Sometimes I am quiet, and sometimes I am loud
But most times, I am somewhere, in between
Word of the Day – Dominate
FOWC with Fandango – Common
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27 Monday May 2019
Posted in May Writing, Poetry
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I caught him looking down at me
Face in a frown, not happy to be
Up in the sky, I could clearly see
Something was coming, no mystery
Where once it was blue, now it was gray
What happened to my nice, sunny day?
Who sent dark clouds, over this way?
I wish the nice weather was here to stay
All of a sudden, the clouds started to tumble
Off in the distance, I heard something rumble
I’m pretty sure I heard someone else mumble
It’s cloudy, my dear, with a chance of grumbles
Sure enough, there he was, still looking down
Furrowed eyebrows, face remained in a frown
Started to think, he looked more like a clown
Realized, in his rain, I could possibly drown!
With a wave of my hand, I bid him goodbye
Slammed the door shut, and let out a sigh
I didn’t want him to find me, though he did try
It was then, I noticed, he had started to cry…
May Writing Prompts – Cloudy With a Chance of Grumbles – Day 27/31
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26 Sunday May 2019
Posted in Daily Word Prompt, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt, Word of the Day #WOTD
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For Daddy…I miss you ❤
When I’m feeling a bit nostalgic, a tugging at my heart
I tend to putter around the house, looking a bit lost
I am hoping to find that ray of light, or even part
Telling me you’ve returned to me, my fingers crossed
Word of the Day – Return
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Putter
Daily Word Prompt – Nostalgic
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26 Sunday May 2019
Posted in May Writing, Poetry
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We start out very small, and oh, we are such cuties
With a diaper on the bottom, to cover up our booty’s
Everyone coos at us, and we think that’s just grand
Of course, you realize, it’s exactly how it’s planned
The years go on, and slowly, our diapers disappear
Instead, in place, is underwear, to cover up our rear
We learn to use the bathroom, for other than a bath
Having to pull down our undies, sure gives us a draft
Still more years pass by us, we’ve got it under control
Our body tells us when it’s time, to visit a nearby bowl
We take it all for granted, it will always be this way
Til we realize, something’s different, and gone astray
Where once we knew our bodies well, it has changed
And all our underclothing, must now be rearranged
Instead of fancy underwear, we’re in diapers once more
And those taking care of us, are the ones, we cared for
May Writing Prompts – The Age of Incontinence – Day 26/31
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