I’m packing up this house tonight
The agent’s been paid her commission
I don’t want to lose any more time
This dump is no longer mine- hurrah!
A few hangers, an old photo frame
Boxed up in miles and acres of tape
The irony is that I’m free from stricture
I tap my feet happily- ho hum!
Her closet; I left that junk for the last
She always needed all those damn shoes
I delve into its insides to clear it all out
Snap my fingers impatiently- clickity click!
Magniloquent, her voice buzzes in my ears
Everyone calls me the quiet one
Truth is, I never got the chance
The clock hurries me now – tick tock!
Everything neatly organised
Dresses, skirts, pants and suits
Her smell churns my stomach
Bitter coffee makes me calmer- slurp burp!
Murky dregs remind me- I marinate on the thought
Thick, grainy incoherent mess.. where before?
Oh yes, that’s right.. I twiddle my thumbs
Crack my knuckles one by one- pop pop!
I shift my boxes to the waiting truck
Driver’s seat, grab the steering wheel
Turn my head to wave goodbye
For a moment, I ponder, biting my lip
I put up a pretense of having two minds
But my brain’s a lurid reservoir
What goes in there, rarely comes out.
Oh well, you win some, you win some..
Off I go for a new adventure!
Goodbye garden, goodbye shovel-ta ta!
Here’s another response to a wonderful word prompt by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie.
The words were:
7. Stricture (an adverse criticism,
9. Magniloquent (s
12. Lurid (gruesome, revolting)
Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem
The words can appear in an alternate form
Use the words in any order that you like.
Hope you all enjoyed it as I did writing it!