Lives of great men all remind us
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time
My soul is dehydrated
Choked upon the sands of time
To allow no flow be sated
I am trapped by lives sublime
Dadku: goodbye hot dogs, burgers, panini etc
eating at the beach
any bread with a filling
becomes a sandwich

(The world’s tallest sandwich is only 66.04 cm (26 inches))
Sculpted to curve
Yet, stand tall
The hour is at hand
When comes the fall
How is it right
If it’s
backwards
Easy
sdrawkcab
etirw
Mirror writing is an unusual script, in which the writing runs in the opposite direction to normal, with individual letters reversed, so that it is most easily read using a mirror.
What is
Returned
Was once given
An image in imagination
To read in a
Mirror
Is to see a tell
Reflected
There is an unforgiving
nature to
glass
To survive
And thrive
Through mutating torture
To form
Weaponised sand
Weekly Theme:
Daydreams / Random Thoughts
Bits and pieces that caught in my mind this week without rhyme or reason.
Thanks for releasing the bits and pieces after they got caught in your mind. I enjoyed them all.
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Thank you. They just pile up if I don’t. I have to many junk folders to count.
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Reading mirror writing could give a person a headacke.
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I don’t know how people find the time or energy for it.
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Brilliant!
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Thank you.
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Mr. Mouse your last poem with the phrase “weaponized sand” is genius!
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Thanks, I try to end on a high note.
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