It was a mistake
To be sure
Anyone can make one
But the odds increase
When #slapdash is
The normal setting
As it was for mum
Mixed up ingredients
Wrong gifts
Shoes on reverse
School performances
Missed
She never seemed
To slow down enough
To make certain
It was right
It was a mistake
To be sure
Anyone can make one
But the odds increase
When #slapdash is
The normal setting
As it was for mum
Mixed up ingredients
Wrong gifts
Shoes on reverse
School performances
Missed
She never seemed
To slow down enough
To make certain
It was right
rumors of woodsmoke
and silver laughter
the paint smeared
on her chin and fingertips
are as natural
as the lush ivy
overrunning her stoop
she draws me
into her warm shadows
where luscious pink
and indigo
blossoms
like sin
in that glowing dark
#vss365
rumors of woodsmoke
and silver laughter
the paint smeared
on her chin and fingertips
are as natural
as the lush ivy
overrunning her stoop
she draws me
into her warm shadows
where luscious pink
and indigo
blossoms
like sin
in that glowing dark
#vss365
Oh. This is a trap.
“Delphinia Horyk-Auralyze, you are under arrest.”
Well, damn.
#vss365
Ivan put a slapstick movie on TV. Erica saw the move as a slap in the face: doesn't he want to talk to me? After she gave him the slap down of a lifetime, he threw together a #slapdash second date, but she wasn't impressed by dinner at Arby's. Bye bye Ivan.
#vss365
Each day, the stars rearrange themselves, testing new formations like dancers between performances.
It’s a #slapdash rehearsal, cosmic and undetected
Come nighttime, they will pretend nothing changed. But I know better, and I am eagerly awaiting the premier of their new galactic ballet.
when #slapdash will do just fine
reach for higher stars
#vss365 #haikuprompt #senryu #writesky
Image: Casey Horner (link in Alt Text)
when #slapdash will do just fine
reach for higher stars
#vss365 #haikuprompt #senryu #writesky
Image: Casey Horner (link in Alt Text)
I #walk in circles an A.D.D haze
it's clear can deny it no more
#twelve minutes spent on a one minute chore
fifteen things all to & fro
I get waylaid & off I go
like a octopus
hopped up on speed
a few more #tentacles is what I need
#vss365
#2wordprompt
#WIPSnips
I #walk in circles an A.D.D haze
it's clear can deny it no more
#twelve minutes spent on a one minute chore
fifteen things all to & fro
I get waylaid & off I go
like a octopus
hopped up on speed
a few more #tentacles is what I need
#vss365
#2wordprompt
#WIPSnips
that an enraptured
light of longing
flickers in my eyes
every time you smile at me,
for you are my muse
my inspiration,
where my heartbeats
are never slapdash
nor hurried,
but beautifully perform
a passionate butterfly dance
of poetic yearning.
#vss365 #slapdash
“Yes, Mr. Sugar,” I said apprehensively.
“Right, Powell. You’re fired. Your work is slapdash.”
“But, Mr. Sugar, I started five minutes ago.”
Sugar sneered.
“All the same. Clear your desk. Make a good job of that, now beat it.”
#vss365 #slapdash
Slam!
Wrote it all slapdash,
too quick to be tender,
chucked the words
into a Kenwood blender.
No time for tarting,
didn’t comb its hair,
got in, got out,
a rhyme? Couldn't care.
It's not art school pretty,
it’s a beer mat scrawl,
just meaningless graffiti
on a toilet wall.
#slapdash
with a world terrified of the wild
Let me live #rebellious
bare skinned among the trees
rather than fold myself
into the #slapdash shapes
society keeps carving
Freedom is the only truth
that never learns to lie
#vss365 #emoetry #bravewrite
#blueskypoets #skypoets #poetry
with a world terrified of the wild
Let me live #rebellious
bare skinned among the trees
rather than fold myself
into the #slapdash shapes
society keeps carving
Freedom is the only truth
that never learns to lie
#vss365 #emoetry #bravewrite
#blueskypoets #skypoets #poetry
A disaster movie sequence
#Slapdash manoeuvre
Sweaty palms galloping heart
Outside the college bus stop
When he asked me out
He was 16 to 18
I, near 40
Showed him my ring, sorry—married
His mates laughed
My bus, phew came fast
#vss365 #truestory
A disaster movie sequence
#Slapdash manoeuvre
Sweaty palms galloping heart
Outside the college bus stop
When he asked me out
He was 16 to 18
I, near 40
Showed him my ring, sorry—married
His mates laughed
My bus, phew came fast
#vss365 #truestory