A Portrait of the Travelling Poet, Charley, As He Fakes a Quadrille-Lateral Pass

A onesie, a twosie!
Sportin’ my blue suede Addidas Shoesies.
Hedden shoulders, blow yer nose.
Thrust out tushie, grab yer toes.
Drizzle!  Mention Drizzle!

Seriously.

A day at work in middle school
is like orange juice without sunshine.
We all are beasts of burden.

 

Something happens when I write for dVerse Poets Pub.  Tonight the prompt is write a quadrille (a poem of 44 words) including the word drizzle.  Then there’s the NaPoWriMo prompts… something about a portrait poem and a traveling poem.  So, too much stress?  I don’t know.  It is what it is… whatever it is.

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