Terrible Poetry Contest 1-16-20

The sky is gray

Doesn’t make my day

In any way

I want the sun

I’m not the only one

Makes we want to eat cinnamon buns

I have a common disease

My appetite is one to please

My chilled thoughts to ease

Comfort food is a must

When ice and snow replaces dust

The gray and clouds are so bleak

Making my healthy resolve too weak.

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https://chelseaannowens.com/category/terrible-poetry-contest/

Five Things I Like About Myself. . .Seriously?

Apparently this challenge was set up by Amelia @ https://myinnermishmash.wordpress.com/ and reborn by Catherine @ https://cyranny.com/2018/04/13/5-things-i-like-about-myself/. Whatever, I thought I would be hard put to think of five things; decided I needed a kick in the self esteem, so here they are:

I have nice hair.👩🏻‍🦰

I laugh frequently, even at knock knock jokes that don’t make sense.😂

I love my family without measure.❤️

I am a survivor of a lot of crap.👍🏻

I am able to write a lot of nonsense that sometimes rhymes.🙄😳

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So how about it? Fessup people, you know you want to!🤗

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Thank you to the ladies above. Give them a visit, you will not be disappointed!🥰

https://cyranny.com/2018/04/13/5-things-i-like-about-myself/

https://myinnermishmash.wordpress.com/

The Daily Stretch

I share my thoughts most freely

Here at my site each day

Now asked for a soliloquy

I find my mind at bay.

My life is like a rubberband, stretching often to its limits.

In one hour brief thoughts of love and in an instant, goes away.

Positive reinforcement I always give a try but it wanes poetic in afternoons of a day.

I wake up to the sun hoping for a new vision to come to play

And as the day wears on, sadly it drifts away.

Back and forth it stretches, sometimes to a point of no return.

That is when I write and read for new awareness I can learn.

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https://dversepoets.com/2020/01/16/soliloquy/#like-19380

MLMM Tale Weaver #258

You need a partner when a crisis arises. It could be anything from a mini disaster like dying your hair black and it comes out green or standing in a protest line having eggs thrown at you, or in a political arena where numbers are the answer.

This must be Trump’s convoluted way of thinking. As long as he can cajole, bribe and lie to a few brainless followers, he needs no partner. His formerly faithful dolts are dropping like flies. His partners in crime-and-no-punishment crawl around his feet, hoping to not be the next one to take blame for something their leader did. He will stomp on anyone he thinks helps to destroy or ridicules him, which, let’s face it, is so very easy to do.

Where is the partner he needs to control him? “It” doesn’t exist. That’s why we’re in this mess.

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https://fivedotoh.com/2020/01/16/fowc-with-fandango-crisis/#like-39691

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/01/16/tale-weaver-258-partners-16th-january/#like-19382

50 Word Thursday – ToKnight

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Let us take a complete tangent from our everyday lives. I’ll be Guinevere and you will ride up on a beautiful white steed. You dismount, drop the reins, your armor set aside. We’ll hold hands and stroll into the garden where you’ll turn and kiss me. Our secret rendezvous, Lancelot.

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https://debbiewhittam.wordpress.com/2020/01/10/50-word-thursday-54/

https://fivedotoh.com/2020/01/15/fowc-with-fandango-tangent/#like-39603

https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2020/01/15/daily-addictions-ride/#like-792

https://cyranny.com/2020/01/15/complete-word-of-the-day-challenge/