Wordiness

Another Coffee Poem

I sit, just me and my coffee mug.

I don’t have much to say,

to the owls on my mug, or to you.

But we keep each other company.

 

I really don’t have much to say,

although, there is so much I could say.

But at least I have company,

while I silently mock my mute tongue.

 

There is so much I should say,

not to the owls on my mug but to you.

I silently mock my bitter tongue, while

I sit, just me and my coffee mug.

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NaPoWriMo, Trifecta

He Liked To See It Fall

She never could understand why
he was always throwing away
the hard-earned money they needed,
but he knew why he did it.

He was always throwing away,
the money she claimed they needed.
But he knew why he did it,
you see, he like to see it fall.

The money she claimed they needed
was never around for long.
You see, he liked to see it rain
from the balcony where they lived.

It was never around for long,
he always made sure of that.
From the balcony where they lived,
he saved every last dollar.

He always made sure that
the hard-earned money they needed
was saved. Every last dollar.
She never would understand why.

Forgot to make it “rain,” so  a little change to make things more Trifecta.

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