WordPress – #Daily Prompt – Sludge

It was one of those mornings, a little hectic

Words were barely forming, phonetic

My mind whirring at a slow mental sludge

Truth is that my thoughts would barely budge

Still, showing up for our bit of morning poetry

Is a bit of tradition at least in my small history

I believe it was maybe on Speak Like A Pirate’s Day

Or why else would I dress in this unusual way

Searching for words both original and with meaning

When the reality was I scarcely felt like a human being

The boys and I filled in around the table

Putting out poems as best as we were able

Like a pirate, I will confess what I stole from you

Were words of plunder that ended up being true



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