
Waiting too long at traffic lights– It’s no delight. People too slow, They need to go. The light turns green, thank God, at last! Step on the gas. I’m out of sight, It’s time to write. Sixty seconds left on the clock; Life’s run amok. I don’t have time, To end this rhyme. Copyright © 2022 Brandon Ellrich
This little “Minute Poem” was written in response to W3 Prompt #24: Wea’ve Written Weekly at the Skeptic’s Kaddish, so please visit his page to participate and/or read other responses.
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That is very clever 🙂
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Thank you!
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You got it in in 60 seconds.
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Took me a bit longer to write it though. 😉
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I think that’s always ( mostly) the case.
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I reckon this is a perfect minute poem.
Timeless ❤️
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Thanks!
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And yet you ended the rhyme perfectly! Great poem.
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Thank you!
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So relatable! I especially enjoyed the last two lines.
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Thank you! I appreciate you reading it and commenting. I’m glad you got something out of it. It was fun to write.
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Hehe! Funny how things bubble to the surface when the pressure is on! Love this little rhyme that manages to fill the time!
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Thanks a lot! Glad you liked it.
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I fully relate to the line “Life’s run amok”! 🙂
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As a parent, I’m sure you can!
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Hi, Brandon ❤
I just wanna let you know that this week's W3 prompt, hosted by the lovely Sunra Rainz, is now live:
Enjoy 🙂
~David
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Thank you!
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❤ ❤ ❤
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