lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown
The prompt was to write a poem in a certain musical style. This tale is heart-rending in a typical late-50’s, early-60’s style. If you were alive and paying attention during that era, you should be able to put a tune to it: 338 more words
1 day, 16 hours ago
2 days, 5 hours ago
They said I couldn’t have my cake… and eat it too.
Clearly they did not know… How to consume food.
She was so full of such silliness. 33 more words
6 days, 7 hours ago
1 week ago
Camilla Carron, Writer
There was once a little girl
No one could pronounce her name
so they’d spell it out instead.
Poor little a-b-c-d-e-f-g-h-i-j-k-l-m-n-o-p-q-r-s-t-u-v-w-x-y-zed
(let’s call her Alphabeta). 117 more words
1 week, 3 days ago
Granny smirking in her chair,
a suspicious Granny sitting.
Oh my dentures!
Have you seen
just what Granny’s knitting!?
3 weeks, 4 days ago
Head lice chauffeur.