The Poetry Bank Account
I gave it all away
spent it all in one place
Now Iām doubting
my literary ability
and checking the sofas
for loose change
__________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
"A blog is to a writer what a canvas is to an artist." ~ Colleen Redman
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January 20th, 2023 1:19 am
That’s a good way to put it, I think I’m constantly hunting for that loose change! š
January 20th, 2023 1:53 am
But I think you may in the future be surprised to find it has quietly been earning interest after all.
January 20th, 2023 9:20 am
I like Rosemary’s take on it. Surely there is some interest secretly gathering for a rainy day. š
January 20th, 2023 10:39 am
Goodness! I feel like you write this one while looking at my heart. I find myself looking for that inky change more and more these days.
January 20th, 2023 3:03 pm
All I ever write about is dust, which is all that’s under my sofa cushions.
January 20th, 2023 8:13 pm
Not you, Colleen,
I think this is
Blatant “Fake news.”
Just cannot be.
..
January 23rd, 2023 2:02 am
Very well written. Reminds me of Japanese Tanka. Quite similar.