…
So, this poet
walks into a
……..{space}
…..bar
and hyphen
-ate hydrates herself
with a trochee or two,
and begins pledging
………..poems
to a metered moon.
Soon,
the stars are all
(g)listening, until
they just can’t
stop.
……………………Cue
……………………the mic
……………………drop.
..
Prompted by Poetic Asides.
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Ha ha ha. I love the mic drop at the end. That’s so perfect. My oldest does that in conversation all the time … “Boom. Mic drop.” It cracks me up. 🙂
Spacebar, stars g-listening, De you shine in this!
>sheepishly< Um, what's a mic drop?
Love the way your imagination bounces along these lines
p.s. reminds me of corrections on my early attempts learning to type