Mirror mirror in the yard
Tell me why I must work so hard
I work all day and into the night
But I never see an end in sight
What must I do to make ends meet
What steps can I take the odds to beat
Tell me how to get my life on track
So I can move my family from this shack
I don’t foresee an end to my plight
There’s little left in me with which to fight
Mirror mirror tell me what I can do
To refresh my life and start anew
(96 words)
This sad, little excuse for a poem was written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Nathan Sowers.
I think it was pretty good actually!
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Aww, thanks.
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Super nice and funny poem 🙂
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Thanks, Tatiana.
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nice tribute to an annoying problem
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Thanks, Larry.
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Good poem, and it fits nicely with the picture to round out a feeling.
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Thanks, Marleen. Poetry is not my strong suit.
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Interesting rhyme scheme, very readable but a hint of the old pioneer’s sadness
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Yup, life is work. Delightful poem – reminds me of the song Fifteen Tons. “and what do you get, another day older and deeper in debt”
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Tennessee Ernie Ford!
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🙂 That was lovely, Fandango!
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Thanks, Renard.
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You know you could be a poet and ‘end it sight’ was that a subliminal message?
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Damn. Should have been “end *in* sight.”
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I thought you mean 💀 sight
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Love it! Totally different and all the better for it.
Click to read my FriFic tale
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Neat and rhythmic poem, like a song. If life is hard and you just can’t stick it, I suggest you buy another lottery ticket.
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Well done. The poetry was most fitting.
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Thank you.
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Great, what I call fandango style – I enjoyed reading this.
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Thanks, James, for reading and for taking the time to tell me how much you love me! 😱
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Nice poem. Did mirror divulge what it has in its mind?
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I think it remained silent.
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A good write, powerful in its all-to-real nature.
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Thanks. It is all to real for too many people.
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really clever, hard I’d say to find appropriate rhymes to tell the tale
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Thanks.
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I liked this poem! Good take on the prompt.
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Thank you, Leigha.
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You’re welcome.
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Delightful.
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