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Thursday

Weep Show



When weeping won’t wane,
And a whine turns to wail,
When pouring one’s heart plain
Transforms to travail,

A strange sort of break may
Occur in the soul –
The floodgates of faith, they
Do one over-bowl.

Vast mountains of misery
Move just a smidge;
Forgiveness calms waters
Gone under the bridge.

‘Tis then that one’s weeping,
No mere sorrow show,
May move on to reaping
To best what we sow.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson


Image:
Adapted by this user from vintage artwork.


This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog Challenge
National Poetry Writing Month / NaPoWriMo
Meme Express: “water under the bridge”
Writer’s Workshop: “break”
NaPoWriMo

#atozchallenge
#napowrimo


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Wednesday

Value-Padded



Fools may scurry, as best friends worry.


What respite does a victim need,
When he advice no more will heed?
He pads the bill
To have his fill,
Yet wonders why he can’t succeed.

No getaway, no time to flee.
The sages say, “Just let him be.”
True values hold
Much more than gold.
And pearls purloined are mere debris.

Perchance it takes a pound of pluck
To rouse a rebel rogue, who’s stuck.
No shady deal
May horrors heal.
And easy money seals a schmuck.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson


Image:
Adapted by this user from vintage artwork.

This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog Challenge
National Poetry Writing Month / NaPoWriMo
Meme Express: “easy money”
One-Liner Wednesday: “best friends” – See subtitle.
Three Word Wednesday: “pluck,” “rebel,” and “shady”
#atozchallenge #napowrimo #SoCS #BeWoW #1linerWeds

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Tuesday

Upsy-Daisy




A pep talk lift to rally swift.

Uh-oh. Don’t be in the dumps,
Just because you bear some bumps.
Upsy-Daisy! Off we go.
Life’s a doozy, don’t you know?

Tempest’s teapot is upsot,
Tip-top takes more than we’ve got.
Up united, we can fly.
Two together, touch the sky.

Hold on tight, and trust the wind.
Cringe and cry, but be thick-skinned.
Promise you’ll enjoy the ride,
Once we reach the other side.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson



Image:
Adapted by this user from vintage artwork.


This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog Challenge
National Poetry Writing Month / NaPoWriMo
ABC Wednesday: P is for pep talk.
Meme Express: “doozy”
Simply Snickers: “tea,” “tip-top,” and “two”
#atozchallenge
#napowrimo


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