Your mission

Should you choose to accept

Do you ever get tangled up in a thought loop?
You know being there is not serving you, yet you can’t loosen the knots?

A couple of days ago I was wondering about the kid down in Missouri. Understandably, he hasn’t been over eager to communicate with his parents.
That leaves a whole lotta space for my mind to create stories.

Aware of my balled up yarn, I got out a pair of metaphorical scissors and cut through the chaos. I put my mind on the task of writing a silly alliterative poem.

Selecting an elephant photo as my inspiration I wrote:

Perplexed pachyderm ponders
playful prose.

Alliterative penchant
proffers parachute,
plying poem.

Pecking plastic pulses
pays,
plumbing peaceful
plan.

Pitter,
Patter,
Plink

What do you think?

A pensive poem.

Perfect.

Utter nonsense,
but it worked!

Somebody else I know went out and tapped our maple trees in the dark.

Your mission, should you choose to accept….
Become aware of your knots and find your scissors?