Have been striving to
Think of a new word but none
Comes to mind at all
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Live Mudcrab
It is so much fun
Going to the store
And finding crates
Of mudcrabs alive
And kicking or at
Least moving around
Waiting to be bought
And steamed and
Presented on a
Plate to eat
Shell and all
Not!
Free Association
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Free Association.”
Rain drops merging with
Golden sandy soil, I call
Australia home
Choosing to Live
Every day when I
Awake my beating heart reflects
My choice to live
Once Upon A Time
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Once Upon a Time.”
Once upon a time
In a land far away
Prince Charming swept me off my feet
And away from unwedded bliss
Thirteen years later with
Two minions and a new life
In a new country –
We celebrated not killing each other
And lived happily ever after
The end
Sweet Marigold and Coco
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Easy Fix.”
Introducing you to Sweet Marigold
The heroine of her own adventures –
For children and their bedtime stories
Sweet Marigold woke up in a panic
She had been having a bad dream
About her beloved bunny Coco
And how he couldn’t be found anywhere!
She sat up quickly in her bed
With tears in her blue eyes
And fear gripping her heart
Her golden hair full of bouncy curls
No time to waste – she jumped up
Out of bed, and started to search!
Oh Coco, where are you?
She went to his hutch to have a look
And to her horror and fright –
The hutch was empty, Coco was not there!
Oh no, where could he be?
Where was the bunny she loved?
She looked here and there
She looked everywhere
She looked under tables
She looked under chairs
She looked under bushes
She looked under trees
High and low, and roundabout
Sweet Marigold left no petal unturned
Until finally
Coco! Silly bunny!
For right there in her home
Was Coco lying all at ease
Baby Brother had let Coco out
And made him a paper crown
Her little heart leaped with joy
When she say him resting there
She gave her bunny the biggest hug
And held him close to her chest
Feeling his heart beat against her own
Two young hearts beating as one
Filling her with love and joy
And happiness in her heart
Her worry and fear was gone
And all was right in the world
Light the Fire
I have a friend
Not too young in age
But still so young in heart
My mind wonders – would love to know
What stories could she share
What lessons could she impart?
About the world, and how it was
When she was sixteen
Going on seventeen
In the year of 1932
Life Stories
Life stories are so
Very long to tell so I
Would not like to know
Any life stories
Of anyone who may be
Much older than twelve
Two Right Feet
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Two Right Feet.”
I woke up this morning
With a pain in my chest
And a fear in my heart
That all’s not well, not well
The stress is rising
Panic is starting
I need to calm, I need to breathe
Just breathe okay, just breathe
In and out, and in and out
That’s all I have to do
I want to scream, I want to flee
I want to fly away
From this body, from my world
I want to run away
Close your eyes, just close them now
Now’s the time to pray
Morning Routine
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Two Right Feet.”
Drink tea
In my favorite mug
Direct from Zimbabwe
Check I’m still alive
Give thanks in my heart
Write daily prompt
Drink coffee
Arise!
Is this even a poem?
(Yes, I do have tea
And then I have coffee
Trust me, you do not want me
Missing either one
In order to save time
As well as my left foot
And because he knows me so well
I have at times been offered
Tea and coffee together
Queued up ready to go
A little bit eccentric, no?
You have been warned!)
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