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ya ThinK?

I am zippin’ it.

Letting myself

off the hook, I

won’t push buttons

any longer.

‘Keeping tabs

nevertheless,

and pinnin’ Velcro

I find life

a snap,

lately

–after a fasten,

anyway.

prompt: abstract

W.O.O.

penning gold

writing is a craft.

a talent.

a discipline—

requiring more than a keyboard,

and a working knowledge of

language

to master.

 
 

A story that must be told,

it jeopardizes

the tale and the teller–

righting sometimes

–isn’t.

For the truly dedicated, however

it’s paradoxically

never

wrong.

 
 

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in TranSit

 

run_run

I am on my way to Whelm, and hope to arrive soon as

I have been going Over it most of my life

 

It seems I Under

Estimated Standing along the way

And found myself In

Capable hands that took me–

 

A

Stray–

 

To its bosom,

And that seemed enough

Given I was so often A

Lone

 

©Karen Robiscoe

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The Pen State of 409

mr-_clean

Mr. Clean

had a thing

for little 409—

a scrubbing bubble,

made for trouble,

scented lemon-lime.

 

A Brawny guy

–and just as fly

as paper he promoted

he spiked

her span,

lined her cans,

and on him–number doted.

 

And all was well,

until she fell,

into kitchen basin…

jammin’ drain

(but cleaning stains)

her heartbeat doubled…racin’..

 

Would hero–hers,

be Janitor

drummin’ up some business?

or Mr. Bowl

now, oh so old,

to salvage

cleaning citrus?

 

Neither, nor,

it turned out

—4

–09 had a handle,

on more than grime,

and double-time,

she leveraged self–

from channel.

409

 
 
 

daily prompt: clean