for their little left worth to be sold, for few pennies Junk, sitting in the Junkyard a wooden chair with a broken arm its fabric stinking of some heavy metal an air conditioner with its compressor…
Source: The Junkyard
Day: May 25, 2016
Thumbs Theory
thumbs on the hands
sad, left out to wonder
forming a group, the fingers unite
why have the thumbs been set aside
pretty rings, are all for fingers
beautiful and long
they sway to form many gestures
desirable to be touched by the lovers
they work to brush the soft pink lips
caress a loving face, hold it to kiss
in the meanwhile
the short and the cornered thumbs
sitting to rest, feeling too dumb
they are yet to realize their worth
do they know their part is to inspire
for thumbs up is the gesture we all aspire
going up of them bring a million smiles
fill life with laughter,
make spirits to touch the skies
well! well!
the thumbs are now happy, taking pride
they now have grasped
the meaning of their existence
they now have understood
the thumbs theory
The Junkyard
for their little left worth
to be sold, for few pennies
Junk, sitting in the Junkyard
a wooden chair with a broken arm
its fabric stinking of some heavy metal
an air conditioner with its compressor broken
the plug on it’s wire missing, at the end
books from the past, their paper turned yellow
with many missing pages, their covers all torn
a bike with its handle twisted
tyres deflated, the paddles jammed
broken toys of all sorts and shapes
a little horse, a train and a few barbie dolls
Junk in the Junkyard lying without any life
spider’s net covering some of it
layers of dust covering it all
it may be, of little worth today
or may be, of no worth at all
yet, the Junkyard holding it all so dearly
not wanting to let go any of it
because it has held the junk for so long
the Junkyard NOW
ONLY COMPLETE with the Junk
every Phase was Worth Living
In response to today’s one-word prompt. The magic word ‘Phase’
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pretty face, pink lips
eyes gleeful, manner carefree
soft long hair smelling sweet
daddy’s sweetheart, mama’s doll
a phase so beautiful, she never wanted it to pass
then came a life, thrilling and bubbly
surrounded by friends all day whole night
young at heart, on top of this world
too wondrous a phase, desirous to be held
progressed to another phase of wisdom
a lover, a wife, she became a mother
followed the lessons of pain, love and affection
she became giving, she was responsible
this surely was a phase worth experiencing
made her turn into a woman from a girl
now, she was old, a grandmother to little kids
telling many stories all day
answering hundred innocent questions
how she enjoyed every bit of it
they giggled and laughed for no reasons at all
made her memorize her…
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Thumbs Theory
In response to the daily prompt.. The Magic word PURPOSE
———————
thumbs on the hands
sad, left out to wonder
forming a group, the fingers unite
why have the thumbs been set aside
pretty rings, are all for fingers
beautiful and long
they sway to form many gestures
desirable to be touched by the lovers
they work to brush the soft pink lips
caress a loving face, hold it to kiss
in the meanwhile
the short and the cornered thumbs
sitting to rest, feeling too dumb
they are yet to realize their worth
do they know their part is to inspire
for thumbs up is the gesture we all aspire
going up of them bring a million smiles
fill life with laughter,
make spirits to touch the skies
well! well!
the thumbs are now happy, taking pride
they now have grasped
the PURPOSE of their existence
they now have understood
the thumbs theory
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