My car goes too fast for Lent

Thinkings and poems 1 Minute

I’d love to gamble with the  lambs if only they had arthritis
He rambled on for so long  he got to Carlisle  before he noticed we were on a railway line.Dent  and Dent again
Dry your tears faster with  the new tumble-in dryer.
Save your tears to water the lawn.
Stumbling home took rages to achieve.
I did let my seat melt on once.
My car goes too fast for Lent
Ash Wednesday… we had ash every day in the fireplace!
I saw faces in the flames ………He burned all my selfies.Expensive to get a new laptop but he is my husband after them all.
We saw faces in the wallpaper.My father leaned on it often after being down the pit all day.He made a big impression on me.
I think confessing sins is a good idea, starting at the top with Mrs T May and Boris….don’t forgive them,Oh Lord am I evil?
Not really.
The cows don’t want us sucking their bladders all day. What did I say?
I’d like a  lion, say Judah?

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Published by Katherine

Poetry writer and author

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4 thoughts on “My car goes too fast for Lent”

  1. Hello dear Katherine. Your poems give me quick flashes of your life–your present life, I think, and the past. It’s all a puzzle that you may at some time in prose, or if we ever meet, verbally tell me more about. You know I love your poetry and am very supportive of the poet’s life for you.

    I wish you the best,
    David

      1. Looking forward to hearing from you. Good weather there, a little overcast here, and two days ago we had a snow that came down all day–strange weather.

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