toast and traffic jam
in the sweaty heat of morning
I shiver
doing marvellously well
startled thoughts awakening to day
hesitate freely
like a smaller wind
beware of the
angry faux fur jacket
the terrifically-funny scarf
and the good natured idea
for thoughts change like thin words
think with fat fonts
think with originality, hope and freshness
sing charmingly, always
by mary ann blinkhorn
mypenandme 
Toast and a hint of bitter coffee…..
No bitterness in this writer, but great writing, Simon. π
β¦like thin words, ah yes.
blessings ~ maxi
Thanks for stopping by, Maxi. Blessings, M.A.
thoughts slide like eels.
I caught an eel while fishing, once — very creepy. It was like catching and reeling in a snake.
ooo … two of us once caught a salmon by hand, the salmon going upstream in a Scottish river, the river low. Then we put it on the back and felt sorry for it so put it back in the river to go on its way.
What a beautiful story! π
Love it Mary Ann, I see you’re still in that underground cafΓ©, full of cigarette smoke and aromatic coffee. π
I tell my screenwriting friends, if I want to express myself, I’ll write a poem… Mary Ann style. π Thanks, Laurie.
It’s definitely the way to do it. π
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back should be bank …
I love the words, Mary Ann. Such a special poem.
Thanks. I just read your latest posts — very entertaining and interesting.
great title…stunning poem, full of filmic images and lines that keep hop-scotching in my head…
Why, thank you! π
“sing charmingly, always”
What a good thought that is to carry with me through the day π
David
Thank you so much, David. π
ha, think with fat fonts, how fun!
Thanks! π