Her job was to scribe his speech
An editor could not be reached
Preoccupied with things to come
She wrote the words of what she hummed
Imagine the audience surprise
When he recited Angel Eyes
….
And that is my Six Sentence Story Poem for this week. Would you like to participate?
photog | motorcyclist | sledhead | kayaker | wordpress blogger | glamper, lover of travel | booknerd | grammar nazi
My journey back home
No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness - Aristotle
Staying Connected
Rhymes and Reasons
Carpe Diem
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
Your trusty Englit guide
My journey to places, people, and ideas
Author, Artist, Outdoor Adventure Mom, Presenter
An Independent Non-Discriminatory Platform With No Religious, Political, Financial, or Social Affiliations
Tales from a chick with chronic illness and pain
Poetry - Non-Fiction - Personal Essays - Memoirs
The Life & Ramblings Of A Zillennial
an online journal of short writing
Philosopher and Political Scientist| Master of Arts
prolificpulse.blog 
Ah, Ella…
Great Six, Lisa.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is the first time I’ve heard the song.
LikeLike
Probably his surprise, too.
LikeLike
Love your Six, Lisa… and the wonderful Ella, of course.
LikeLike
lol
excellent!
LikeLike