something’s got to give

the compass can’t find its way

we forgot where we live

the calendar lost a day

tuning forks out of tune

it’s now eleventy o’clock

someone stole the moon

selfies speaking baby talk

here’s to living forward

same as it ever was

here’s to looking backward

same as it ever was

stardust swept from the sky

twas a wiseacre task

oh, no! can’t find me, myself and I

and don’t know who to ask



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30 replies

  1. Excellent! You say a lot here.

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  2. Wonderful! I like ‘the calendar losing a day’ and ‘the moon being stolen’. It can be the starting point for a fantasy story.

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  3. Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:

    Disorientation – by Eugenia.
    See how the calendar loses a day, when the moon is stolen here ….

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  4. Well done.

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  5. Nice one Eugenia. You covered all bases.

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  6. This was dangerous fun, Eugenia.

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  7. This was such a delight to read, well done Eugenia.

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  8. Thank you much! 🙂


  9. This really reflects my frequent thoughts/feelings well!

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  10. PS, you have a Gorgeous blog/site!!!

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