Friday, July 22, 2011

What a Trip!

Image courtesy of mspaforums

Tripping

Shoes left
in the middle
of the floor…forgotten…
until the middle of the night:
Dark.  Ouch!

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Note: Poetic Form: Cinquain; inspired by Poets United Thursday Think Tank #58 [darkness]

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8 comments:

  1. UnknownJuly 22, 2011 at 6:26 PM

    Great construction within form, RJ; and the story you tell is painfully accurate!

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  2. flaubertJuly 23, 2011 at 11:48 AM

    Quite cute, RJ. Nice to see you back!

    Pamela

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  3. vivinfranceJuly 23, 2011 at 12:34 PM

    I'm always being told off for leaving my shoues around.

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  4. RJ ClarkenJuly 23, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    Thanks Kim! I was just having a little fun (on myself, actually!)

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  5. RJ ClarkenJuly 23, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    Thanks, Pamela! Nice to be back!

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  6. RJ ClarkenJuly 23, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    Me too, Viv...me too! ☼

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  7. Madeleine Begun KaneJuly 25, 2011 at 2:54 AM

    Good job. My husband does this to me all the time. :)

    I stopped by to thank you for your Amy Winehouse limerick. I'm so glad you're a part of my weekly Limerick-Offs!

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  8. RJ ClarkenJuly 25, 2011 at 9:24 AM

    Thanks, Madeleine. As soon as I saw your prompt, that was the thing that came to mind. Usually I try to write humorous, but at that moment, I couldn't.

    I was a fan, and although her death is considered a cautionary tale by some, it's still tragic and saddening, nonetheless.

    (And then after I wrote that poem, I had to go for a couple more in the insipid and silly category.)

    Your site is a wonderful and welcome respite. Sometimes, what we really need is the release that only humor can bring.

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