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Efficient Couch and Sock Matchmaking (NaPoWriMo #10)

When a seating compromise can’t be made,
One wants the sun, one wants the shade
A wooden bench is uncomfortable, so is the ground
So, on this funky lounge, plop yourselves down!

The age old laundry mystery
With this, will be made history
Just clip the lone one by the cute message
Soon the pair are happily reunited in marriage


These are two creative products I found on Pinterest that were my inspiration for the April 10th prompt to write a poem advertisement. Because if you are going to write an ad, might as well do it for real and for something cool you like! And if you haven’t noticed, I’ve been writing these prompts completely out of order, but I will catch up!

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Rainy Driving at the End of the Day: Ottava Rima (NaPoWriMo #8)

René Wiley  -  Reflections in The Alley, 2012

Painting by René Wiley – Reflections in The Alley, 2012

Raindrops splatter on the windshield, sky’s tears
Speeding wheels on wet pavement, heard through glass
The yawning of the sun means cold still nears
Winter clings to twilight, makes its reign last
A small storm assembles, until it clears,
We watch its feat, waiting for it to pass
Step out the car to a warm sunshine feel
Or misty air wafting a home cooked meal


“You can’t always get what you want. but if you try sometimes, you might find, you get what you need.” -Mick Jagger


Let me just say, I love thunderstorms. And lightning. Even in the gloomiest of days, if you look hard enough, there are little sparks, however fleeting, that can make you smile.

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Totally inaccurate sea chanty (NaPoWriMo #3)

Haul on the bowline, so early in the morning
Where the prow meets the waves of the sea
Bring this ship back home to me

Swab decks of gleaming wood, so hot under a summer noon
Where the hull floats in the vast of the sea
Bring this ship back home with me

Raise high the white sails, so early ‘fore a sunset
Where the winds blow the path of the sea
Bring this ship back home to thee

Drink to a fiddler’s song, so joyful in the evening
Where the music shall carry across the sea
Bring my baby back home to me

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