Roberta Writes – Thursday Doors and W3 Prompt #127, song parody #ThursdayDoors #Sunflowertanka #songparody #cakeart

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W3 Prompt #127

Lesley’s prompt guidelines

  • Create a poetic scene, based on this imagery:
    • It is early morning. You get out of bed and go to the window.
  • Consider these questions:
    • How do you get out of bed? Do you crawl, climb, jump, etc.?
    • What do you see from the window?
    • How do you feel?
    • How do you begin this day?
    • What lies ahead?
  • You may write your poem in 1st, 2nd, or 3rd person.

You can join in W3 here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/10/02/w3-prompt-127-weave-written-weekly/

Lesley’s winning poem: https://lesleyscoble.com/2024/09/29/on-the-tip-of-my-tongue-a-free-verse-poem/

Picture caption: Sleeping teenage boy made from fondant

Just an Ordinary Day

Shrill phone alarm jerks me awake

Jumping up, I try enthusiasm to fake

Paddle next door on cold, bare feet

Waking sloth child an impossible feat

Open the window, let in fresh air

A few twitches from hibernating bear

***

Into the bathroom, turn on the taps

Shout at Sloth to prevent sleep relapse

Race through ablutions as fast as I can

Think about priorities, try day to plan

Switch off house alarm, race down the hall

Mustn’t go to fast or I might trip and fall

***

Switch on the kettle, set out mugs for tea

Prepare medications, this is quite key

Run back to Sloth’s room, shout in his ear

He won’t get up unless I instill some fear

Grabbing his phone, I make a quick deal

Get up and I’ll consider a return appeal

***
Make breakfast then turn on the washing machine

Thank goodness its easy to get dirty clothes clean

Rush round the house and pick up used cups

Spill cold, coffee dregs on the carpet – Aw shucks!

Dishwasher switched on and rumbling away

Glance at emails, the quantum causes dismay

***

Chase Sloth to put scattered books into bag

His look tells me I’m an irritating toe-rag

Leaving keys in the door, I get out the car

Thank goodness we don’t have to drive that far

The traffic is heavy, the drivers all deranged

A taxi shoots the lights after they’ve changed

***

Sloth fills in the late form at the gate

I drive away feeling annoyed and irate

Sure all of the teachers think I’m to blame

They’ve no idea every morning’s the same

Arrive at work feeling like chewed up string

Why on earth did I want this wedding ring?

In case you didn’t recognise the base song, this is it:

Picture caption: This is the full sleeping teenage boy cake

Thursday Doors

A few more pictures of the Rijksmuseum, front and back entrances, and some gorgeous paintings. You can join in Thursday Doors here: https://nofacilities.com/2024/10/03/big-e-doors/

Picture caption: Front entrance of the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam
Picture caption: Back of the Rijksmuseum
Picture caption: The Canal by Pieter Gerardus van Os
Picture caption: Forest Scene by Barend Cornelis Koekkoek
Picture caption: Monk Meditating near a Ruin by Moonlight by Frederik Marinus Kruseman

Sunflower Tanka Journal

Colleen Chesebro and I are editorial partners for a new Sunflower Tanka Journal. You can find the details here:

Sunflower Tanka

The theme is Into the Light. I offer you the three paintings above as inspiration for this theme.

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118 thoughts on “Roberta Writes – Thursday Doors and W3 Prompt #127, song parody #ThursdayDoors #Sunflowertanka #songparody #cakeart”

  11. Great parody, Robbie and I love the artwork (yours and others). The worst part is when people blame you for the tardy ones. I really like the entrance of the Rijksmuseum. Thansk for joining us at Thursday Doors.

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  19. This is a fabulous poem, Robbie. Which son inspired the fondant boy in bed?🤣 The paintings are stunning and great inspiration for the Sunflower Tanka Journal. Everyone loves the theme “Into the Light.” Well done!

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  24. Good one , Robbie! Yes, I can hear it to the song.

    I’m still laughing at Sloth child …Oh my…late slip, your fault, lololol!

    Now that I’ve composed myself, The only thing I could answer is what I see out of my window.

    Answer – graffiti

    Gorgeous doors.

    Fun post Robbie, thank you!

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  27. That fondant is amazing, Robbie!

    I can relate to the poem. My daughter, younger child, was horrible to wake up in the morning. One time her sibling set all the clocks later, and I might have poured a tiny bit of cold water on her . . . I don’t think she was ever late to school though, and it got better.

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      1. I always joke about Jay was born two weeks early, and Sheryl two weeks late, and that pattern continued. However, not so much now as adults. 🙂 My husband used to fall asleep, and it would be hard to wake him, but that doesn’t happen now either.

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  31. A lot of nostalgia here! That Chuck Berry sure brought back a different time, as did your poem: my brother would NOT get out of bed in the mornings, and I’m sure my mom felt like that “chewed up string” more than once before she started her own day! The paintings are wonderful, but it’s the top one that made me stop for a while and just look. Such masterful works leave me in wonder. So much in your post! Thanks, Robbie!

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      1. You shall be telling this with a sigh
        Somewhere ages and ages hence:
        ‘Bout his teenage years that went by too fast—
        You poked fun at his antics and shared—
        And how that made all the difference.

        Happy birthday to your son, Robbie. 🤗

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  38. Robbie this was a fun read and brought back memories! At least you were not driven to the cold wet washcloth over the face trick!!! It will bring the dead to life…. but also make for very bad attitudes! hehehe! I only had to do it once and they became self starters!

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