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She’s a Very Tricky Girl

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Elastic like stretches with her claws into the Berber weave

She twists to her back and looks at me with her belly posed

I know better than to touch that furry white patch

Pleas to evict me from my chair are in vain

I lean to her and she purrs softly to chin scratches

Just as I twist one second, she jumps behind and takes my seat

…..

This is my response to this weeks prompt “elastic” for the Six Sentence Story. Would you like to join? Go to Girlie on the Edge to get the scoop!

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The Last Day

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The Last Day
 
Watching that large white faced black handed clock
I could almost hear the second hand turn
tick tick ticking along
doing the math in my head
12 times every 5 seconds equals 1 minute
hands sweaty and holding my books tightly to my chest
ready to make the run for it
when the bell would ring

Off we would go and not one tarry behind
at least I would not know
I was gone gone gone

Now at my much older age
I wonder what it’s like
the last day of school
when school is not open
when kids are learning at home
what do they grasp
what makes their palms sweat
where will they home
when they are already home

I loved and lived for those last days
how I wish each child could know that feeling
not to mention teachers
and parents
yeah
yay for last days
may they come again soon
to a school near you

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The Last Day – National Poetry Month April 30 2020

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This is the last day of National Poetry Month and it seems fitting to have this be the prompt for this last day. Let’s write a poem about the last day. It can be about so many kinds of last days. What would your last day poem have to say?

Thank you for your support this month and for being an active part of the poetry community.

Stay tuned…May has some fun things coming and I will unveil them soon!

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Is it in the Eyes? – National Poetry Month April 29 2020

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Today, let’s write a poem with the theme of “eye” – it could be the eye of the storm – the eyes have it – keeping an eye out – the eye of a needle – so many ways we can talk about eyes. What’s your eye on for this one? And to get in the mood, how about this lovely song by Willie Nelson: