A Poem for Weekly Scribles.

  http://clipart-library.com/clipart/gTeoGR6Rc.htm

Ultimatum?
She was warned.
She was given an explanation.
Nevertheless, she persisted.

Rebuttal?
She was warned  "Horde no more" 
To which she promptly said
You are being a boar
It's shampoo for my head  

I'm getting no younger 
Live my life like I wish 
You'd kill me from hunger 
Mere spinach in my dish 

Bonkers!  She was given 
an explanation, but 
Still no avail, bidden 
to her own muddy rut 

(Hope they don't find my keys) 
I may wish to travel 
While I still have some cheese 
Sometimes hungry as Hell 

You'd best behave yourself 
But nevertheless, she 
persisted, like dour elf 
(I'll hang on to my key) 

(Pills, under my covers ) 
Toasted raisin bread, jam  
and cream cheese like mothers 
(Too rough my life can end) 

My Choices
Unspoken
(Travel with hidden keys
or
Die orchestrated death)
(Do all have an escape)
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - Photo courtesy of free to blogs, "Bryan Cave Benefits and Executive Compensation Blog - Clip Art Library",
 -I am linked with Magaly Guerrero in Weekly Scribbles at  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/03/weekly-scribblings-12-nevertheless-she.html?m=1 .  Magaly wanted us to write a poem using the three lines this first started with.  Together or dispersed within the poem, I chose the latter.

A Weekend Poem

Mixed Up 

It's a crazy mixed up world 

Up is down and down is up 

The whole land has gone that way 

Get my bearing against the wall 

Steak and avocado breakfast 

Grits eggs bacon and toast is lunch 

Then dinner comes cereal 

Against this steady wall I lean 

Body color we're all dress blue 

Rules of cover conservative 

That means covering more below 

Does more show than collar's above 

My mind changes with color of day 

Mornings must be blue when we write 

Green yellow orange afternoons 

Darkened some means organized play 

Happy time to come based on whims 

Taking care for snooper's glass floors 

Therapy for the birds.  
Their needs 
While we recite our poetry 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 

 - 2020, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo Prompt with Carrie Van Horne at

http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/02/sunday-muse-93.html?m=1

Here I rotated the original "Pencil vs. Camera Art" (at Ben Heine Art Photography [link], mixing drawings wish camera photos) pictured there counter clockwise 270 degrees.