Peta probably wouldn't approve, but I can't help what the mind comes up with...
Kangaroos hop around in the tiny box
The marsupial are such, sincere jocks
Their overt speed and agility
Draw in such a wild company
Onlookers cheer, but remain voiceless
At these beasts' amazing prowess
While they grain each other with fists and swift kicks
Even more of a crowd join into watch their antics
After an epic match, the fight is done
It wasn't at all pricey to have this fun
Minds racing, and hearts heavily pounding
Who needs sugar, when we got this to get us going
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Poetry Prompt #7
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My box car feels like a sugar rush.
I hop inside my imagination, I have company...
Voiceless voids join in for a pricey and overt fail.
No sincere heart is around to taste a grain of my riches.
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Trains
hop on box car
much less pricey
voiceless go far
though it's dicey
grain in hoppers
real show stoppers
hobo - no go
sugar, ships in
bulk containers
joined sweet-laden
poor bunk - overt
company voice
railroads poor choice
all clear – sincere
I'm trying to catch up on word prompt poems. It's slow going with this one because I wanted to go a more humorous route (?) and practice the ha'sonnet form, but I found it difficult to fit these words even into slant rhyme that would flow and make sense. Ah well, I guess that's why we keep experimenting.
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I heard her say ''Now, sugar'' and that set me going. Thanks.
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Agreed. That refrain of 'sugar' really carried me to another place and time. Love how you structured this M!
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Wow - I have to say that I actually heard HER voice in my head. Wonderful take on the prompt - excellent to see it written in character.
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I'm glad I wrote before I read the other posts or I may have drawn into this serialized set of responses. Enjoyable, MH.
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Listen to Mama
Now, sugar,
I don't think that's
what you want to do.
You hop up here
and you listen to mama.
Those boys are
bad company
to hang with.
You join with them
and you're stuck with them.
Sure,
they sound nice.
They say what they are doing
is for the good.
But sugar,
there's not a grain
of truth
in what they say.
They are out
for themselves,
not for anyone else.
They won't let you
do what you want.
You do what they say.
They won't let you be free.
If they were sincere
they would be overt
with their intentions,
not hide behind
jumbled rhetoric
and babbled beliefs.
They would let you
question
rather than tell you
what to think.
They make
you voiceless,
sugar, and
it's too pricey
to lose your voice.
So, you listen to
your mama.
Don't let them
box you in
with their lies.
Don't let them
take your voice.
Don't let them
take your
freedom.
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