Month: November 2019

Is There an Echo?

November 18, 2019

Please go, pick up your
Backpack, mess

Please go, pick up your
Backpack, mess

Please go, pick up your
Backpack, mess

WHAT, MOM?! WHAT??
Why are you stressed?

Why are you, just now, telling me
To get my backpack;
Clean my mess?

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Photo Credit: Ratiu Bia

 

©2019 Chelsea Owens

Towels, a poem

November 11, 2019

My life revolves around the towels

I know, because, within my bowels

I can’t but hear, in hopeless growls,

A noise that sounds like feral fowls

As all my smiles turn down to scowls,

When faced with folding yet more towels.

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Photo Credit:
LumenSoft Technologies

 

©2019 Chelsea Owens