In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Secret Santa.”
I would give my father
Whom I never see
Being worlds apart
A private health fund
So he could get
The health he needs
To visit in Sydney
And meet the grandkids
He doesn’t know
*image to follow*
A love that was meant to be
A love that could never be
A love that reminded me
That some loves are
Only for
Memory
Attention opportunists
You are now standing under mistletoe
Where, where?
Ah! Ha!
Mistletoe
😉
Goodbye office
Goodbye deadlines
Goodbye java
Goodbye springboot
Hello Indesign
Hello home office
Hello writing
Hello holidays!
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “To Be Resolved.”
Every year my hopes and dreams
Are the same as those of years gone by
Lose weight, exercise, eat well, sleep well, and read a book
This year I have gained weight, started Pilates, never felt hunger, survived on three hours sleep, and written a book
Next year my hopes and dreams are not the same as years gone by
Because for next year
My hopes and dreams are as follows
Lose weight, exercise well, eat well, sleep well, and publish a book
Thanking OAPlascencia 🙂
A World of Gratitude to Vonita Buirski of
for the inspiration and invitation
to partake in her visual poem,
FRIENDSHIP TREE.
.
Nature or nurture?
This branch bares no fruit with seeds
Only blooms of Love.
.
Fireworks in flowers
Cascading in flashes of
Pure exquisite white
Odd ball motorcar
Covered in multi colored
Spotty Polka Dots!
Each day when falling the first time in love
That crazy, mixed up place
Secretly, when no words can be said
I would hear these words on the radio
And I knew, I just knew this would be our song
Just a short while, the best will be saved for last
Butterflies in my tummy!
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Cause, Meet Effect.”
Dripping from branches
That would so graciously be
Adorned – Ruby Gems
One more entry needed for our Friendship Tree!
And then its a Happy Christmas to you 🙂
Poems and Petals 