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Composure

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I don’t know quite what I expected
When I heard that my Mum was infected,
I was ever so sad
That Mummy was bad
And afraid that I might be neglected.

I must admit I was dejected
When she said that to keep me protected
She’d send me away
With neighbours to stay
So that I would not be affected.

To what horrors would I be subjected?
Would my needs be fully respected?
I felt cast aside
When the neighbour’s kid cried,
You could say I felt disaffected.

The little kid went uncorrected
So I did something quite undirected
I stayed in my place
Looked him straight in the face
And used the trick I had perfected

Now, all things are interconnected
And this baby never suspected
That although he’s neurotic
My gaze was hypnotic
And his anger would soon be deflected.


This was written in response to Kreative Kue 263 published on this site.

Kreative Kue 264

Kreative Kue 263 asked for submissions based on this photograph:

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John W Howell is the author of the John Cannon trilogy of My GRL, His Revenge, Our Justice and Circumstances of Childhood, co-author of The Contract, and blogs at Fiction Favorites.

I Spy by John W. Howell © 2020


My effort was

Poodling

Words can scarcely express my elation
That the lockdown may end in this nation
The truth is, I fear,
Whilst my van is parked here
I can’t pick up my fav’rite station.

We have an exceeding large garden
And I hope that you’ll all beg my pardon
But I like to go wild
Like a seventies child
Please don’t let your attitudes harden

I do love my lockdown walks oodles
Just ambling around with my poodles
I derive so much joy
From Helen and Troy
It’s better than winning at boodles

A few of these rhymes may be tentative
Some even experimentative
But I’m trying my best
(Although not by request)
To do something less representative


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On to this week’s challenge: Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.

Poodling

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Words can scarcely express my elation
That the lockdown may end in this nation
The truth is, I fear,
Whilst my van is parked here
I can’t pick up my fav’rite station.

We have an exceeding large garden
And I hope that you’ll all beg my pardon
But I like to go wild
Like a seventies child
Please don’t let your attitudes harden

I do love my lockdown walks oodles
Just ambling around with my poodles
I derive so much joy
From Helen and Troy
It’s better than winning at boodles

A few of these rhymes may be tentative
Some even experimentative
But I’m trying my best
(Although not by request)
To do something less representative


This was written in response to Kreative Kue 263 published on this site.