Saturday, December 26, 2020

THOUGHT SALAD

Sunday Muse #140, 2020 ending and Chrissa challenges us for our in-between poems.  My plethora of scattered thoughts seem to fit the year just past, scribbled in my bedside notebook of midnight epiphanies.  Happy New Year!   Submitted December 26, 2020.

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2020, year in review

what a dreadful, mixed-up stew

tumbling thoughts in a soup tureen

isms and schisms, and in between 

pollywogs, goldfish and carp

the dulcet tones of a distant harp

frosted windows and naked trees

butterflies and honey bees

sound of a jet flight overhead

scrambled words from a book I’ve read

I’d like to meet a chimney sweep

why oh why can’t I get to sleep. 

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15 comments:

  1. HelenDecember 26, 2020 at 8:28 AM

    OK this is getting spooky good!!! Jet planes indeed, fantasies.

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  2. Sherry Blue SkyDecember 26, 2020 at 9:55 AM

    I LOVE this! Especially frosted windows and naked trees.

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  3. Carrie Van HornDecember 26, 2020 at 12:18 PM

    A wonderful write of your scattered thoughts Beverly! Wishing you a happy and promising new year with good night sleeps and poetic dreams!

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  4. Magaly GuerreroDecember 26, 2020 at 1:06 PM

    2020

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    1. Magaly GuerreroDecember 26, 2020 at 1:08 PM

      What I meant to type, before my clumsy fingers decided that I was already done, was that 2020 is so well described in the second line. The whole year has been a bit of a dreadful mix (mess). Let's hope we can sleep soundly on the 31st, and then wake up to a better 2021.

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  5. LisaDecember 26, 2020 at 6:46 PM

    I love the mixed up soup, and then pollywogs. I imagined pollywogs wiggling around in a soup tureen! Which is a good way to think of this past year, so mixed up and confusing. We do need a good sweeping out.

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  6. robkistnerDecember 26, 2020 at 8:31 PM

    This was great Bev! :) Insomnia is my is my frequent night guest, so I can definitely relate. Excellent rhyme, made me smile.

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  7. C. SandlinDecember 27, 2020 at 5:26 AM

    Frog-fish stew is a perfect way to describe that late-night tumble of thoughts. That almost turn to the marvelous beguiles--hope sleep finds it way there soon!

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  8. rallentandaDecember 28, 2020 at 5:08 AM

    2020 will be over soon...your loony President will be leaving so things must improve.Stay safe.

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    1. indybevDecember 28, 2020 at 8:26 AM

      Yes, we'll all heave a sigh of relief when our loony President leaves the White House. Now if he would only shut up!!! May 2021 bring you all good things!

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  9. Linda Lee LybergDecember 28, 2020 at 10:18 AM

    This is wonderful Beverly!

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  10. purplepeninportland.comDecember 28, 2020 at 5:24 PM

    Yes, a stew is a perfect description of this year.

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  11. kaykualaDecember 30, 2020 at 6:32 AM

    It certainly is a troubling year. Not sleeping well is very common in such situations

    Hank

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  12. JimDecember 30, 2020 at 7:47 PM

    I once knew a chimney sweep, I can't remember now who this was. "why oh why can’t I get to sleep," I like one other tonight, could not sleep. My 2nd wife taught me wheat my mother did not. "Close you eyes and go to sleep." I go to sleep about the fastest of anyone you could know. And, I like your rhyme.
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  13. TruedessaJanuary 1, 2021 at 7:12 AM

    I enjoyed your rhyme scheme. Your choice of words echoes the confusion we experience in life. "Frosted windows and naked trees"
    great line.

    Wishing you a safe and healthy 2021.

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