No crying...

by Michael   Sep 26, 2017


They, took a bite out of my cake,
leaving teeth marks
In my pride

Icing-

d
r
i
p
s
-

-a citrus taste
cuts my buds..

...and

the cherry slips and-

f
a
l
l
s...

..from grace.

But, I know
at least it wasn’t

spilt milk!

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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Mini

    This is so lovely! :)

    • 2 weeks ago

      by Michael

      Thank you mini :)

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Brenda

    Michael, you definitely are on fire this week. This write being no exception. Loved the layout, loved the story behind the write. Well done-

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Miss Brenda...'Hot pants' haha x

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Added to my favorite. Have a blessed day

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Dagmar :)

  • 3 weeks ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Michael,
    Much like everyone else, i loved this.. :)
    How hard it is to admit when we have lost our pride, yet portrayed wonderfully.
    Well done

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Michael

      Thank you nans
      Lovely comments as always x

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Mark

    Kitty read this well - taste of lost pride. This is very good and uniquely formatted Michael. A golden week of poetry from you - I sense a win in the cyber air.

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Michael

      Thanks Mark
      Yes sometimes we have flurries :)

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