Saturday morning 

And it’s time to hustle 

Without warning 

Must use my creative muscle.

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Placing some prose 

From mind to phone 

Plenty of those 

Quiet, here, alone.

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Coining a phrase 

Or three or four 

Whatever the case

I must write more.

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My Friday views 

Are often low 

Why all readers less choose

I guess I’ll never know 

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All the while

I’ll get it straight

Write and file 

Until I’ve done eight.

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Micro poems 

A haiku or two 

A Clogyrnach gem

Or Dizain in view.

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Then I can relax 

Free of sorrow

Have a few snacks 

Or write for tomorrow…

-AAA 10/05/2024