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Hiccup – poetic expression

Hiccup. Life is full of them. In all so many ways. What pops up for you today, when you hear this word. Depending on what is happening in your life, as to where words can take you.
Hope our poems, words, prose, resonate with you, and lead you somewhere that brings something helpful for you.

Next week’s word is ‘spare’.

Hope to see you there.

Hiccup

 
you
might have
made a
Slip Up
saying
something
you
Picked Up
some
might say
you
had a
Mental
Hiccup

PJR      30.09.2024



Performer’s Hiccup


Whenever I perform
I pray
Please don’t forget about the lyrics
But every time
I forgot some
In the past
I blamed it on myself
However, these days
I tried to be more compassionate towards myself
To have my self-talk time
Having those hiccups is ok
That is you being human
Audiences are actually more forgiving than you think
Plus, most of the time they don’t even know the lyrics
Remember, allowing those hiccups to happen
Get lost in the beat, rhythm and now
Just enjoy and have fun


XQZ 30th September 2024
   

Indulgence

The reflex arc is a bodily function
Of which we have no control
What about the nervous system
There is so much to know

Our bodies tell us all sorts of things
Of which we like to learn
When conditions escape our control
It is of some concern

Like at the fancy restaurant
So enjoying, what a treat
Oh no, the reflex arc is up
Hic Cup, Hic Cup, Hic Cup

CCon 30/9/24


A Tribute to Peggy and Molly

It was time to fly 
But the little Magpie 
Could not. 

With its fate determined 
Mother and family 
Moved away. 

With cries for help
He stumbles upon 
Another family. 

With open arms
They take him in
To nurture. 

Curiously the Magpie (they named Molly)
Discovers how to 
Be free. 

He frolics 
Around 2 dogs, chickens 
Two adults. 

Before long Molly 
Learns new ways
To play. 

Pecking at his new friends 
Gently and timely 
Kindly received. 

Running down the corridor 
Of the home he now calls
His own. 

And in time learning 
A low flying 
Swooping action. 

Molly is now thriving 
Despite a hiccup 
At birth. 

Sitting at the window
Watching the world
Go by. 

Until the last trace 
Of sunlight fades out of
The sky. 

Singing joyfully 
Out loud 
So proud. 

How can we ever know 
What is in store for us 
Best day, worst day 
Maybe yes, maybe no.

TLaB 30/9/24

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