Totalfeckineejit suggests we turn out our pockets, empty our handbags, etc., and come up with a poem about ourselves. Here is my little offering:
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I emptied my bag, my personna to find
amazed at the mess that emerged.
What does it say of the state of my mind?
What chaos have I unearthed?
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Tickets, tissues, coupons, receipts,
plus numerous oddments en masse
beneath purse, comb, cosmetics, wallet and keys
along with a small looking glass.
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I try to be tidy - I try to be neat
but it's oh! so easy to hide
all the clutter of daily life inside my bag
while it still looks smart on the outside!
Thursday Journal
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This week the words are 'Sometimes I wonder how you put up with me. Then I
remember, oh, I put up with you, so we're even' Maisie and her big sister
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10 comments:
Sounds like my bag!
sounds like me!! LOL you've got such a talent for writing Heather!
Oh Heather - I sometimes wonder what our handbags say about us!
Something in that poem sounds familiar :-) Thanks for sharing it.
A x
Your bag may not be neat H, but your poem is!Thanks.
Love the poem, and it sounds like my bag too.
Your bag is just like mine! I have the same approach to cupboards too! Liked the light-heartedness of this.
Ha, ha, ha! I love the playfulness of this!
I love the tempo of this.. it trips easily off the tongue... really nice stuff! :-)
Ha ha, very good Heather. I know just what you mean though!
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