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Wednesday

Just Jolly



Must every plaint cause us to faint?
 


Each day brings junk to jeopardize,
To jerk us into compromise.
Though face-plant calls,
Forget the falls.
I’d rather skip and seek the skies.

No lasting jabber do I mean,
Nor knowingly to scoff at spleen.
It’s just that joy
Does me employ
To give a jump and then come clean.

Sure, we could moan at woes unjust;
And to address these, yes we must.
But jolly still
Beneath the chill,
I’d rather dance than bite the dust.
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
One-Liner Wednesday: See subtitle.
Meme Express: “face-plant”
Stream of Consciousness Saturday: “give” or “given” or “giving”
Three-Word Wednesday: “jabber,” “knowingly,” and “lasting”


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2 comments:

  1. Me, too / three! >> "I’d rather dance than bite the dust."

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