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Skipping past loom and doom

Sometimes a weave brings us reprieve.

Skipping past loom and doom

Me melancholy? No siree.
It’s simply not my cup of tea.
I’m fine, you know.
Or does it show?
Perhaps it’s merely repartee.

“Play nice,” they say. I must object.
The rules were wrong, last time I checked.
Just to travail
And bring the mail
May stop the shuttle in effect.

I wanna fly with feathers high,
Escape to heal, re-fortify.
I’m living large
To stop, recharge,
And view a vantage by and by.

So labor’s lost at any cost,
As workers may be too far bossed.
Unraveled threads
Bring hotter heads.
Thus, fortune’s fools are double-crossed.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Thanks, Sepia Saturday, for the photo prompt.

This poem was posted in response to these prompts:

Daily Prompts: “recharge”
Five Minute Friday: “heal”
Meme Express: “play nice”
Sepia Saturday: vintage photo
Simply Snickers: “fine,” “fly,” and “feather”
Six Word Saturday: Describe your life in six words. (See subtitle.)

Vintage/public domain image.

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  1. LOVE this, Linda. You're a genius, and the photo is perfect.

    #1 at FMF this week.

  2. Welcome, Linda, to Sepia Saturday and thank you for such an unusual and thought provoking take on this week's prompt photograph.
    Family History Fun

  3. Excellent match to the prompt. Welcome to our group. Hope to see more of your poetry here.

  4. Good Heavens, that's a multitude of prompts you got into that brilliant poem. Well done!



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