Calling
I am calling you
Warbled Nelson and Jeannette
Memories of Mom.
Falling
Falling into sad
Mourning losses, fading hope
Elusive for now
Bawling
Crying it can’t be
It happened anyway
Just so, Let it go
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Calling
Ring, ring, pass me by
Competing priorities
Please leave me alone
Falling
Ever climbing high
Lots of gain and lots of fall
Tie your shoe laces
Bawling
Half moon on its side
Is it clockwise or counter?
You can be the judge
My attempt at ‘Bawling’ is a bit of a reach, trying to evoke the shape of a 😦 or the mouth of a sad face.
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Very creative. And for the half moon, depends on waxing or waning.
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Didn’t think of that! Also ‘Waxing or waning’ is probably a better 3rd line 😀
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And I didn’t think of that–and why would I, its your poem.
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