Friday, October 14

Poetry Jam

Laugh?
I almost wept.
My brand new dress would need the laundry.
It wasn’t too noticeable,
But when you pay a month’s dosh for that special do,
You don’t want even a ghost of a mark on the thing.
Yes, yes it’s only on the edges
But you know how beer stinks.
Hey but that was some evening…wasn’t it!?

This was written for the prompts on Poetry Jam this week...
Thanks for the fun words Chris from Enchanted Oak!
 
Laugh
Laundry
Ghost
Edges
Beer

12 comments:

  1. Well, I must admit to a few of those nights myself! Nice work ....

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  2. Your first line and that tone of voice is clear as ... beer? no, a bell! Well done!

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  3. Ha! Excellent use of the words. So, was it Steve who spilled the beer?

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  4. Yes beer does stink on the next day and worse after that, but I guess it depends on what you were doing to earn the stain!
    BTW, reading your profile I could not help noticing your comments re Alan; "behind every potter....." I would complete that by adding; "there is a potty!"

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  5. Clever the way they all appear naturally. Nothing forced. Fine writing.

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  6. Hi Gerry,nice one,keep it up,also visit my blog as i like to have the comments

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  7. Dear Gerry: A very nostalgic feel to this poem, memorable lines

    "Yes, yes it's only on the edges"

    A wonderful thought that all worries evaporate when saying "that was some evening...wasn't it?"
    Chiccoreal

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  8. Very nicely said. Great write.

    Melanie

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  9. the ghost laughs
    at this laundry room edge
    his tankard

    Oooo... just some smiles! ;<) _m

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  10. Ah, now you have me intrigued! Love the conversational tone of this!

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