Thom writes:Each week, I post three words. You write something using the words.
Then come back and post a link to the contribution with Mr. Linky (but please, link to the exact post, not your blog, by clicking on the exact post title and paste it to Mr. Linky below). As always, there's no hard-and-fast rule that you have to post on Wednesday.
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This week's words:
Idle; Nagging; Pace
One Too Many Words
It was no idle
time and she wasn't nagging
either. I had just
picked my poem's pace
and sallied forth in adverbs,
in nouns and round verbs
building two five lines
and one seven in order,
some kind of order.
That's how I do things
these days, waiting for the ball
to drop, the sky to
fall.
January 2, 2013 6:44 PM
Everything has a pattern and a formula..done well however perhaps you don't realise it's even there..poor little ducky..but s/he will get old..turn brown and realise the ball never quite hits rock bottom..happy new year..jae
ReplyDeleteSo often what I do or don't realize is not the same as the story I tell. Thanks for your visit, Jae. Happy New Year to you too.
DeleteOr the same story that others pick out! Oh for simplicity..but what's the fun in that..
Deleteit's hard when you have nothing to look forward but to the sky falling
ReplyDeleteWhen it hits I hope it doesn't shatter like a mirror.
DeleteSeveral months, now. Blogger catches all the spam. I have to delete perhaps ten spam posts a day but at least they don't succeed in getting on blog posts directly. They wait for me, the huge majority in the spam box, with occasional spam comments in the pending approval collection.
ReplyDeletei loved this poem. it has such a refreshing honesty... and clarity. and the little critter is a nice touch.
ReplyDeletehappy new year!