Day: January 8, 2019

I would be rich…

Originally posted on Patricia's Place:
I would galumph around the house ranting Telling everyone all the things I was wanting My mother would say to me, Queenie, if wishes were money oh, how rich you would be. Eugenia invites you to the BrewNSpew Cafe and challenges you to write a poem using the word…

Slow

Originally posted on Reena Saxena:
to sprint is human to galumph divine it earns me sympathy as I get left behind victory beyond goalposts winks at my strategy epiphany strikes I write my own elegy ? BrewNSpew Cafe