An Onomatopoeia Morning
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It started with the beeping of my clock.
Sometimes I want to bash that irksome thing.
My dog barked for his food and then a walk.
While walking him, my cell phone went br...
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Categories:
whammed, morning,
Form: Sonnet
'Twas One Night A Month Before Christmas
...This is a repost
'Twas the month before Christmas
When inside the house
The housewife was quiet
There's no sound, not even some grouse
When all of a sudden
There arose such a clatter
Even th...
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Categories:
whammed, age,
Form: Free verse
'twas the Month Before Christmas
...'Twas the month before Christmas
When inside the house
The housewife was quiet
There's no sound, not even a grouse
When all of a sudden
There arose such a clatter
Even the Chihuahua came ...
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Categories:
whammed, life,
Form: Free verse
Yesteryear Memories
...How often I would savor and reminisce
Dad’s voice calling me down through the years,
As bonfire traced our shadow-dance
My childhood whims glowing in his heart:
And somewhere, gentle mome...
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Categories:
whammed, family, memory, men,
Form: Free verse