Saturday Morning
Just a bit of humor for a gray Monday... Startled out of slumber at a time not of my choosing. Throw the clock across the room; continue with my snoozing. Wake again and note the time. Jump up and hurriedly dress. Utter words better left unsaid, a sailor they would impress. Drive to work atlightening speed to find the lights are dim. I guess the boss did the same and now I'm waiting on him.
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LoriNichols
I am a new poet that is looking for some constructive criticism. I don't write traditional love poems and I'm not very good at visual imagery. Some of the poetry can be a little on the dark side. I write for pleasure and I have been known to write...
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