This Life #Poem #Poetry

Not written a poem for a while…

This Life

Do you remember when we were small?
When the days never seemed to end, at all?
The times when happiness cost not a jot
And we seemed to laugh an awful lot?
Do you recall that corner shop?
Where sweets were a penny, and lolly pops?
The bikes we used to race to the park
We’d be out all day ‘til nearly dark?
Finding chalk and marking grids
Running like mad, and making skids?
Innocent fun, those days gone by
They’ll never come back, however hard we try
 
I pity the children born in the now
To have real fun, they’ll never know how
Heads buried in tablets, fingers poised to swipe
Not living their life, just following hype
Growing up in a world of false perfection
Not enough likes, facing rejection
Is this really the world we want to see
Or do we need to set technology free?
Stop taking selfies, live in the present
Your filter-less face is much more pleasant
Get on a bike, go for a run
You got this life, you only get one.

Ritu 2020

Entrance #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt

Come
Inside
This entrance
Beckons to you
An entrance filled with
The prospect of many
Adventures
Will you
Play?

Ritu 2020
#writephoto

Open #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

Just open 
The doors
Of your mind
To possibility
It's amazing
Which opportunities
Present themselves
Simply
By you being
Open
To them

Ritu 2019
#writephoto

June 13: Flash Fiction Challenge – Many Hands

Charli’s Carrot Ranch prompt:

June 13, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the work of many hands. Is it a cooperative effort or something else? Go where the prompt leads!

Many Hands Make Light Work

Too many cooks spoil the broth, they say
But I would like to differ, that is, if I may
For another common saying does lurk
Many hands, indeed, do make light work
Surely, it is better
To work together
To achieve our goal
As one big whole
Rather than trying to be the one
Who is named for always getting things done
Do not always try to stake your claim
Yet shy away from taking blame
Working as a team is best
You can always rely on the rest
And what can take an hour,
In minutes, you’ll devour

#WritePhoto – Choices

Sue had a few different prompt photos for us for #WritePhoto this week and this was what I chose…

an old, carved stone whose recesses are stuffed with red and black ladybirds.
 Choices
Which hole?
You choose
Whenever I do
I always lose
No matter
Which queue
I’ll be
Sure to
Pick wrong
And wait
And end
Up late
So, the choice
Is yours
Just, be quick
Before it pours

Ritu 2019
#writephoto

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