Today is a special day, just like every other Saturday. Today is the day of the FREEBIE. This means that there is no assigned topic today, but that you can poemize about whatever you want.
The other day I realized
With a silly little laugh
That I hadn’t thought of him
For a week and a half.
I feel so free and easy!
My heart no longer jumps
For that guy I once admired
Who’s smile gave me goose bumps!
fresh powder spills and folds
around my feet and blue board.
straight down the steep slope,
no carving, eyes straight ahead,
the mound speeding toward me
and suddenly I’m in the air
heading for a face-plant in the snow
I made a tuna sandwich
and wondered at the fact
that a can of tuna is just enough
to fit between two pieces of bread
Was this by design, or coincidence?
Was a tuna can made with this in mind?
Or rather, was bread designed for tuna?
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The other day I realized
With a silly little laugh
That I hadn’t thought of him
For a week and a half.
I feel so free and easy!
My heart no longer jumps
For that guy I once admired
Who’s smile gave me goose bumps!
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+2
A poem is a snack,
a fraction of the whole;
a light and tasty morsel
of the poet’s savory soul.
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+1
fresh powder spills and folds
around my feet and blue board.
straight down the steep slope,
no carving, eyes straight ahead,
the mound speeding toward me
and suddenly I’m in the air
heading for a face-plant in the snow
Like or Dislike:
+1
Just let time pass.
No more forced slow down;
Enough impatience.
Just let time pass.
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0
I made a tuna sandwich
and wondered at the fact
that a can of tuna is just enough
to fit between two pieces of bread
Was this by design, or coincidence?
Was a tuna can made with this in mind?
Or rather, was bread designed for tuna?
Like or Dislike:
0