The frog enjoyed a warm shoe
Made a loud plop or two
Until she found warmth
And I
Late for school
Tried to play it cool
And not freak out
About a frog
Refusing to get out
Of my right shoe
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Inspired by the word of the day prompt #plop and a true story.
We often took our shoes off at the door and frogs loved that and used it to their advantage!
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What did you come up with?
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PS this image is what the AI created using my poem and I think it’s funny and cute
I thought it magical
Surreal
That the night sky
Be filled with steal
And change to day
Flash after flash
Of the bombs falling my way
I thought it a beautiful end
To an uneventful beginning
The 13 year old is no longer begging
To stay alive
Some days I crave a sun so bright
Instead of Memphis rain
And people that can say my real name
Some days I feel my skin turning back
A darker shade close to black
And I hear my roots calling me home
But most days I know I am not alone
In feeling so far away from home
We’re all immigrants after all
Waiting for the call
To return to heaven
Ideas that take foreign shapes lead to restless sleep
He lays his head ignoring the ghosts of the undead
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She posts a post on Facebook that no one understands
“Why’s she so weird? Who would like this post?” They whisper behind bright screens, reblogging ideas simple and plain
He dreams of knowing her name
That girl in the coffee shop that looks too shy
They dream, of someone knowing their name
(I’m writing this half asleep)
Stranger Paths 