Not born
With heels and toes
Transposed
Forward
We are meant
To go
Life’s too
Short
To hold
A
GrudgeStubbornly
Refusing
Ever
To
BudgeCrusting your
Soul
In
Toxic
SludgeWord of the Day: Grudge
If only the creative process
Would yield to intimidation.The scenario would go something like this:
Alright you little buggers…
I know you’re in there,
All jumbled up together
In a nonsensical mass
Back in the darkest
Recesses of my mind.I demand you hold
Your serifs up high
And step forward
In a coherent sentence
This instant…
Or else I’ll tear you apart
Letter by letter…
Punctuating your demise
With glee!!And they say writers are unstable.
Balderdash!
Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge: Intimidating
Like
A
Knife
They can
Slash
And
TearMeasure
Your words
With
The
Utmost
Of
CareFandango’s One Word Challenge: Knife