and Purposeful Prose
I'm a fish Blub blub blub Don’t ask I'm trying something different Thinking outside my box It was kind of cramped in there anyways. Wait a minute I'm a fish Fishes don’t have boxes They swim the ocean with ease Sometimes we call them seas So seize the day And be a fish If you [...]
I'm not an entertainer For me there's little appeal I'd rather not to be type cast I prefer to keep it real. Sometimes I like to contemplate And drink in something deep There are times I have a lot to say Other times I barely speak. I can surely be filled with excitement But at [...]
I had a thought, but then it was gone I should have known it wouldn't hold on Quick as a bunny It came and it went Apparently, my brain has a vent. I had a thought, but it hared right off I thought it was cozy, but it didn’t stay long I offered it tea [...]
Tea-time Fail I’m waiting for tea The kettle won’t call I forgot to plug it into the wall. Tina S.W. March 15, 2020 Tea Take-two! That’s much better My peace unfettered Tea for Two just can’t be beat Won’t you have a cup with me? Tina S.W March 15, 2020 Taste Test/ Tea Review I [...]
I think it's time It's time for tea! I hear the kettle calling me So why do I labor to write this poem? My gut has replied It's starting to groan. "Type faster! Type faster!" "It's time for tea!" The kettle keeps calling "Please come join me!" "A cup of my finest will do you some [...]
That is the question. The answer is: I do indeed have two buzzy and busy bee poems to share. First up... Follow the Leader Buzzy little honey bees Your wings are growing stronger Soon this wearying, whirring wind Won't hinder your way any longer. Stay true to your sure and stable course Soaring flower to [...]
There once was a banana named Ben He loved the water, but it wasn't his friend He came up so fast that he got the bends And the waves kept crashing again and again He was safer at home with the apple and pear He had plenty of friends who were quite the fine fare [...]
I don't wanna be a fly on the wallThe things that you'd hearBoth great and small. For too many words idly heardAre too much for meI'd rather be a bee. If I were a bee the sights that I'd see!We'd soar through the flowersFor hours and hours. Life would be sweetTo be a colonyOur honeycomb [...]
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