Tuesday, April 8, 2014

55

When I go to leave a comment
google tells me,
“choose an identity”

I don’t know if I can fit
such a big idea
inside my head.
Who would I be?

A circus clown? Nope, afraid of clowns
Astronaut?  Nope, afraid of heights
Secret agent?  Nope, hate guns
Novelist?  Nope – I only write 55 


This 55 is for Shay in her lovely Word Garden.

17 comments:

  1. LOL! And yay, because that makes you one of us!

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    1. Yay! Thanks for keeping the 55 going Shay!

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  2. And THAT, dear Mary, makes you a "Graduate of the G-Man" and a brilliant with words. Who wants to read a novel when it can be said in 55? ;)

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    1. Thanks Margaret! Lol, it seems my concentration only lasts about 55 words! :o)

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  3. This was great . . . fun read.

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  4. Like your style, Mary! You invariably laced your poem with lots of wit and humor! Great!

    Hank

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    1. THank you Kaykuala! And it's good to "see" you again!

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  5. smiles....
    how do we define ourselves in simple terms
    maybe that is why we came up with names....

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    1. Sorry, I had to cut that out along with running away with the circus. ;-)

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  7. (sniff)...I'm so proud of you Mary Bach.
    Thanks for supporting the new host(s)
    Galen...
    You are a Succinct Novelist!!

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    1. Awww Galen, I'm not quitting 55's now. I just started getting this stuff figured out!

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  8. damnit, I missed the 55 at Shay's. this is great ~

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