Inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix
the horse with no name
i’m hoarse with no fame
writing on stationery
but still, i’m stationary
i’m cagey not hitting marks
life’s little sparks
come so far
but not enough
Inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix
the horse with no name
i’m hoarse with no fame
writing on stationery
but still, i’m stationary
i’m cagey not hitting marks
life’s little sparks
come so far
but not enough
Very nicely written Susi, I think that could describe how I am feeling on many days. Sending you love and hugs. Joni
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Excellent use of the prompt and then you pull it all together with the last 2 stanzas! I love it!
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❤ Appreciate that, Val! 🙂
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Super creative, Susi.❤️ I love it!
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❤ Kind of you to say, Jeff!
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👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
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Thank you so much, Joana!
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Great take Susi.
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Thanks, Sadje! 🙂
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You’re welcome
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now now suzi channeling dewey bunnell.
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Interesting. In what way?
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horse with no name
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Ah! Didn’t know the history of it! Thanks. 🙂
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i learned that song in fifth grade. mrs miller had a huge crush on her and then fred, her mr knocked her up . i mean holy shit.
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Well, interesting!
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yes i discovered myself in the fifth grade. all downhill since fred homered back in 1973.
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meanwhile in other news, the ghosts of my mum luigi and winston are playing bocce ball on the brown front lawn.
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Wow!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Brilliant and creative. Love it
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❤ Thank you, Suzette!
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