Skrivpuff: Övergödd.
Kött, fett och pasta
är inget för en fasta
hejda dig i tid!Du är inte född
att leva som övergödd
sansa dig – basta!Frukost en kopp te
Lunchen kan bli lite mer
Middagen slank ner.
Skrivpuff: Övergödd.
Kött, fett och pasta
är inget för en fasta
hejda dig i tid!Du är inte född
att leva som övergödd
sansa dig – basta!Frukost en kopp te
Lunchen kan bli lite mer
Middagen slank ner.
Daily Prompt: Dopelgänget Alert.
You step into an acquaintance’s house for the first time, and discover that everything — from the furniture, to the books, to the art on the wall — isidentical to your home. What happens next?
The same second I entered his home I noticed something was wrong. Very very wrong. Not that everything was alike. Nothing lacked. I know my taste is desirable. I have experienced this before when visiting so many homes. This is really sad.
Now I know he didn’t pass my test. I cannot marry him!
I cannot marry a man who fails to place the Master Piece correct.
Skrivpuff: Total.
Hon kunde inte få tankarna på gårdagen
ur sitt huvud.
De var som fastklistrade i hjärnan
likt en kropp översköljd av Agent Orange.Hur kunde han ställa den frågan till henne
inför alla i assemblen!Hon hade känt sig totalt
tillintetgjord.
Och nu fräts hon upp
innifrån.
Daily Prompt: Local Color.
Imagine we lived in a world that’s all of a sudden devoid of color, but where you’re given the option to have just one object keep its original hue. Which object (and which color) would that be?
Blue blue blue
the color of my sky.
Blue blue blue
deepest in my sea.
Blue blue blue
is the iris of my eye.My own Blue Bayou
is beyond all
that blue.
Daily Prompt: Masks off.
”We’re less than a week away from Halloween! If you had to design a costume that channeled your true, innermost self, what would that costume look like? Would you dare to wear it?”
My Mask is on
I don’t want to be seen
I only want to watch.Dressed in my Mask
I can walk wherever
I want.My favorite Mask
No one will know
I’m checking you now.My number one Mask
for hiding myself
and not expose
my inner self.My number two Lynx Mask
my lonely soul
My number three Elephant Mask
my social Mother Earth
All Masks for living my life.
Masks just for me
and my life.
Daily Prompt – Out of Breath.
After a hard struggle
lasting for several hours
finally at
19:47
June 18th
1970
I am totally
Out of Breath
while looking at
my newborn
son.
Daily prompt – Mouths Wide Shut.
I never say No thanks
to goat cheese and
fig marmalade.I always say Yes please
to garlic
and broccoli.I cannot resist
almonds
and nuts.I will say No thanks
to whiskey
but Yes please
to a glass of wine
or two.I hope I will never
have to answer the question:
Would you like
a dog steak?
Skrivpuff: Trassel.
Trassel trassel i hörnan där
säg vilken sladd som passar här.Tankarna bankar i huvudet mitt
vilka planer kan jag ha smitt.Rödgrön eller blå
i alla fall inte grå.Sladdarna testas
humöret frestas.Den rödgröna var fel
den blå verkar hel.Planen utvecklas riktigt bra
tankar måste man sannerligen ha.