Tag: Verse
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The Button
It’s little things that push, the buttons that say “don’t”, you always think you’ll know, but you really ever won’t. There’s just the hiss of vacuum, as the air goes rushing out, when the button touches circuits, that say “now it’s time to shout”. And after it’s all over, and the button has popped back,…
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The ToyBox
words, raw and chaotic spilling like an upturned toybox, a riot of colour and shape and size, waiting to be sorted, to be loved or discarded and ultimately, reduced to black type on white screen. the gleeful joy of the upended toybox, now constrained by order. who can say which is best to convey meaning?…
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Bunny Leavings
The little fluffy bunnies, have now all skipped away, and left behind their leavings, their eggs, on Easter Day. I cannot understand it, how bunnies can lay eggs, especially with shells that shine, in colours: blue, green, gold and red. And when you crack them open, instead of yellow yoke, they are all sadly empty,…
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March Moments
I was going to post something here, something sharp and shiny and clear, but when it came to the crunch, the thought cupboard was bare, so I just went out to buy lunch. © ceenoa
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“On This Day” Repost – The Ginger Jar
Facebook has one good feature, (don’t get me started on how many BAD features it has), in that it gives you the “blast from the past” in it’s “On This Day” feature. I enjoy seeing what I was posting years ago, and today this little poem caught my eye and I found myself thinking “that’s…
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Bored – A piece of Wednesday Whimsy
Perhaps I should apologise in advance for the following …..hey, I was bored! I know I not supposed to say it, but sometimes I get bored, and really, when you think about it, it is a stupid, phonetic, sounding word. Am I a board, a piece of holey wood, that’s been nibbled on by borers?…
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Slug
I am a squishy slug on the barrow of your life, you picked me up and flicked me which wasn’t really nice. I agree that I do not have much to offer you, yet still I have a purpose just as you do too. In case you might be wondering what purpose that might be,…
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The Broadband Blues
I’ve got the broadband blues, had no internet for a month, I’m living on a “hotpsot”, and my mobiles paying dues. Had to ditch my old provider, they couldn’t get it right, rolled the dice to choose another I’ve got the broadband blues. 2/2/2017
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A Change is just a change
I’m stymied and stumped, my freshness has fled, it’s covered by the dust-bunnies that live in my head. I’ve been racking my brains for a new way to blog but my thoughts have been dampened by low lying fog. I don’t want to mimic what others have done, no weak copies here, that wouldn’t be…
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Diminishing Pringles
Oh lovely little Pringles, with your shape that fits my mouth, it’s sad that they’ve diminished you, and given me less to taste. Why did they need to change you? you were perfect as you were, but your makers thought of money, and sadly didn’t care, that your value had degraded, with your newly shrunken…
Ceenoa 
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