Languishing inside, yet, another thought
that something that should have, or ought,
I know I worry too much for I have fought
to halve a sliver of worry in which I'm caught.
a stranger examines me naught!
Such a paradoxical head trip when I let Little Limpit
wander around thrusting his worry wart, hand-wringing
habitual whines, into the brightest of sunshine!
I just want to unzip it, sending every part of me
head over heels- ears ringing - head again zinging!
Makes we worry more, I must admit!
Little Limpit, you ... worry wart!
Don't you know after all
these years, I get it! Come on sport!
How 'bout just lettin' me be?
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem where an emotion is turned into a real person could it be Linda Lust or prince Terror can be funny scary sad anything you like have fun. |
Author Notes
POETRY CONTEST Write a poem where an emotion is turned into a real person could it be Linda Lust or prince Terror can be funny scary sad anything you like have fun.
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