#The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 468 ~ Poetry

No time for dancing, Wednesday vanished in a flash
I had two books left to review,
I would have to turn up the gas
If I wanted to get the weekend to myself.
The end was in sight
having decided I would write my own books.
Maybe someone would review my words?
Strange to meet yourself in a daydream
If pigs could fly, the book would be written by now.
Lying on the grass all afternoon,
hardly any wonder my mind gets bent out of shape.
I felt a sudden shift
as if the earth had decided to take off.
Surprise, I had fallen asleep
The sudden shift was finding myself
walking through the pages of my own fantasy
First published in 1966…

©anitadawes 2020

Surprise Christmas… #Poetry

 

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Image by mohamed Hassan from Pixabay

Surprise Christmas

My granddaughters have decided

on a surprise Christmas

For their 73-year-old grandma

Good job they told me

where they were taking me

Pulling up outside the ice rink

I carried three cushions with me

One for my backside

One each for my elbows

A crash helmet for my head

I need to preserve

whatever grey matter I have left

what a sight I must have looked

with holly sticking out of my helmet

somehow, I managed to stay upright

on the thin blades they strapped to my feet…

©anitadawes