Tag: Nonsense Rhyme
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A Week Before Midsummer
The days are long The nights are hot The south is sunny The north is not* The henge is busy** Over fields green And lands are cliffy*** (Where they’re seen) The tides are cool The waters clear The kids are screaming The ice-cream man’s here!**** The sky is bright The ground is warm And in…
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I’ll do my posting in the dark…
When darkmess calls, With a post to s==do, Touhc-typing’s fibe itl’l see you trhough
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The Realm
A time Outside of time itself A place Within a place A water’s edge That reflects itself A space Outside of space A dream Within the waking hours Betwixt The depths of sleep A realm That holds the memories Of secrets Yet to keep
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Extraordinary
My muse paused as the cat pawed, mewing. The Moon shone bright as the cup sat brewing. The stars swirled high as the cat jumped mooing. Sending the dish and the spoon across the room. In a hey, diddle diddle kind of way The cat doth fiddle… extraordinaire-ray! Posted in response to Eugenia’s weekly prompt,…
The Mansionic Perspective 