Lost within my reveries (or writing poetry, as it may be) emotions collide with memories conflate, contradict, or enervate a wordsmith’s game to create new rhymes But, who’s that peeking up at me with freckled nose and chocolate eyes? ’Tis a little pup and his toys, three! A scratch, a kiss, then back word-wise He might bark more than a little bit a soft whine now-and-again; but I’d best attend when his nose starts to flit as he won’t go out in the pouring rain!
Quarter Crazy Marathon 2021 – Q3
September 18, 2021 9am – 9pm
Prompt 12:
Write about the moment you realize you’re not paying attention