Tag: Verse
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Dare to Be
I can put on my hair just like a hat, but I’m still silver gray underneath that. Which is prettier? which is more real? it’s the way that you wear yourself, it’s the way that you feel! In learning to “be” there are times not to see, the way others look, and that includes me,…
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A Crown of Feathers
She wore a crown of feathers and some did think her mad, she wore a crown of feathers to remind her that she had, learnt not to resist the subtle twists of life. She wore a crown of feathers upon her short grey hair, and what they thought of her she did not care, because…
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Chocnanigans
Good people of the world, enjoy, that flashy foil and crinkly noise, a chocoholics favourite season, to indulge for no other reason, than that Easter Bunny left some eggs, (it doesn’t matter it makes no sense), so scoff that choccy goodness down, I’ll have the white, you have the brown. © ceenoa
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Discombobulated Flow
I’d been feeling discombobulated, by things within my house, and so I had to move them round, till I ran out of space. I put them there, and pushed them here, I lifted and I shifted, at a ferocious pace. It didn’t matter what I did, I couldn’t make them fit, it jangled and it…
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View of a hole
I had a niggly little thought but it was full of holes and so I didn’t say it, but left it in my head and that’s as good as any place to store it I suppose. I had a little leaf and it was full of holes and yet they made it beautiful, an elegant…
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No Alcohol was Involved
i broke my ankle on New Years Eve, on a simple attempt to cross the street. my feet moved off before my head, and so i tripped right off the edge. I broke both bones in my left leg, “we’ll call an ambulance” they said, but 2 hours later I still waited getting more agitated.…
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So long, and thanks for the words
I’m taking a break from my blog it’s become a really hard slog to publish a post when what I want most is not to be bothered at all. So thanks for all that I’ve read and the images formed in my head from your pictures and blurbs and reading your words has filled my…
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The Loo
WARNING: If you don’t like “toilet” humour (and I mean that literally) – move along now! This verse has been nagging me to write it for days since the “visit”- so I finally gave in and decided to traumatise you all as well. ************** there’s a poo in my loo! it had been well…
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I counted all the years of we then all the years of widow and my world had tilted the balance shifted and so I cried. © ceenoa
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‘Neath the Bed
I went a little mad today, and vacuumed ‘neath the bed, it’s not my normal housework style, to clean what can’t be seen, i’m more a fan of neat and tidy, and a quick superficial clean. but I’d bought a brand new vacuum, – so I had to try it out – it’s an upright,…
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