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Poetry, Writing

My Anger

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(Poem 119 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/FIy0ZG

My anger used to be the
kind that exploded like an
overheated pressure cooker.
I think it’s because I used
to care; it hurt to feel like
a last resort afterthought.
Now my anger is the kind
that pools in a dirty puddle
and breeds mosquitos.
I think that’s because my
will to care has turned
stagnate, a film formed on
the surface like old milk.

Rebekah Marshall @Home Studio on 4/29/24 @ 9:39pm – 119th poem of the year

Poetry, Writing

My Pet Alligator

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(Poem 118 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/iVDQOg

My pet alligator is a snuggle bug
and loves to sleep on my bed.
He’s always quick to give me a hug
and listen to the worries in my head.

He enjoys spending time reading books
and watching old movies with me.
He eats anything my mother cooks;
he’s been with me since I was three.

Someday when I have my own kids,
I’ll let him babysit in our home.
He’ll keep them from doing things he forbids
and will never let them roam.

He’ll be an important part of my life
for as long as he’s willing to stay.
He gently, lovingly calms all strife
and improves my world every day.

He is certain to give as much as receive
and prefers listening to rock and roll.
I don’t think he’ll ever want to leave
because he adores climate control.

@Home Studio – 118th poem of the year

Runner ups for the Pet Alligator photos to accompany my poem: