Friday

A-Z sketches in verse: Upset Underneath



We measure not another’s pace,
Pretending to a higher place.
For none can fathom what’s below,
Barrage of blows or undertow.
The frailest, fearsome, feeble knight
May boldly battle out of sight.
His valor could out-measure ours,
As we salute our bars and stars.
c2015 by Linda Ann Nickerson


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Thursday

A-Z sketches in verse: Time



My best friend’s husband Nate
Is fearful to be late.
It’s tick and tock
And run. Don’t walk.
Just hurry up and wait.

His ever hurried state
Brings marital debate.
To live by clock,
No time to talk,
Affection does deflate.

The pace on her will grate.
This we anticipate.
We mean no knock,
But sense no shock
At his turnover rate.
c2015 by Linda Ann Nickerson

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Vintage/public domain artwork

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Wednesday

A-Z sketches in verse: Stop the Snow!



It’s not a blizzard, hail or gale.
But, still, it goes beyond the pale.
Three weeks of April, come and gone,
As falling snowflakes dot the lawn.
Has Mother Nature gone for broke?
Or is it just an Earth Day joke?
c2015 by Linda Ann Nickerson


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Vintage/public domain artwork

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Tuesday

A-Z sketches in verse: Resisting Rigmarole


Your rigmarole, I do not buy,
No multi-level mark.
So save your blather. Walk on by.
And hold the hogwash bark.

My vitamins are ample still,
Sufficient for my health.
I do not need a sample still
To help you build your wealth.

Preservatives and belly fat
Are not my deepest drags.
But those that tromp my welcome mat
Raise plenty of red flags.

Hold back your flimflam poppycock.
Not falling for your trap.
Whatever snake oil you may hawk,
Let’s just call it a wrap.
c2015 by Linda Ann Nickerson


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Vintage/public domain artwork

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Monday

A-Z sketches in verse: Quacking Up




I think I may be quacking up.
It could be I’m just tired.
But looking at my face close-up –
Leaves much to be desired.

The bags under my eyes are black,
This look I can’t ignore.
I’m pretty sure that they could pack
A family of four.

The origami on my mug
No makeup may disguise.
But I accept it with a shrug,
As it full life implies.
c2015 by Linda Ann Nickerson


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Vintage/public domain artwork

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