Daily Post Prompt: Hopeful
where dreams come from
where stories are born
I hope I will always call that place home
Whether I breathe
or
not
whether my eyes
are opened
or closed
I am hopeful
I
will always
find my way there.
Daily Post Prompt: Hopeful
where dreams come from
where stories are born
I hope I will always call that place home
Whether I breathe
or
not
whether my eyes
are opened
or closed
I am hopeful
I
will always
find my way there.
You took us around the Sun
and
managed to dodge
Gamma Rays
killer asteroids
rogue planets
and Devilish
Black Holes
you brought us around alive
in style.
You’d deserve to be celebrated
called a hero
wined and dined.
Happy New Years Earth.
You did good.
Daily Writing Prompt: Year
Things from 2016 that I hope do not come back to haunt me:
Oh who am I kidding? If anything crawls out of the shallow grave I popped it into I’ll bury it again.
After all, if it was worth doing the first time the second time will be just as much fun.
Chew on that for a minute.
I do hope that nobody asks me if:
I watch the Walking Dead or Game of Thrones.
No I don’t.
Zombies and Swords and Zombies with Swords – no.
No. No. No.
Oh.
And the woman who told me she rubbed a politician’s desk for luck
and then took a picture of herself sitting in it
and then got herself elected to office?
I’m coming for you ” Barbara“.
That’s the bitch about becoming a public figure.
Consider that your 2016 hangover you looney.
Just FYI.
Writers Write January Prompt: Hangover