Connecting two randomly selected words every day to create a stream-of-consciousness poem.
Today’s words: Safe + Job
Category: Poetry
Pigeons are the Worst
Everything’s fine and the
day’s going great
until, from nearby
something flies in your face!
You scream in surprise
at the startling burst
Sock Stealer
I’m the one who steals your socks
and messes up your bed.
When you wash your white laundry
I add in something red!
I like to throw around ki
Brushstrokes
Grab a brush,
let’s paint the sky.
We’ll start with stars
and things that fly!
Then we’ll make
the brightest sun,
we’ll use all shades
’til
Don’t Call Me, Please
Please don’t call
or I may just cry.
I will not answer
but may certainly die.
Gnome in a Jar
I once met a gnome
who lived in a jar
and he told me a tale
of his travels “afar”.
The Spider’s Plea
“Oh my!” Proclaimed I
as I spotted my foe:
a big hairy spider
with at least fifty toes.
Today, I might die
Everything I know
and everyone I know
will eventually die.
Why Does The Sun Make Me Sneeze (and Other Terrible Things)
Why does the sun make me sneeze?
Why does spring air suffocate me?
Why do mosquitoes make me itchy?
Gilded Frames
A poem about how we frame our lives and our stories for the benefit of others.