Each day takes its turn

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I latchkeyed my way into
the month of May, while
marmalading few classic
cream scones.

What? The mind is spent
you say? Coffee the muse
if its restoration that you
sigh for, as even crocuses
close at night.

I have found that once in
a while even despair can
be cowarded.

 

Photo credits: Unsplash

Form: Verbification 

Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads

36 Replies to “Each day takes its turn”

  1. Marmelading …. wonderful verb.. Yes May is around the corner and now we have to find muses not bound by duty.

  2. Oh, I love the marmalading, and cowarded as the final word is brilliant.
    Thank you for sharing your work in this month of poetry writing.

  3. A very fine ending to this month – with just the right touch of “verbing” – well done Sanaa and enjoy your coffee and cakes.

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