Nosy Newman sat in wait
Hiding behind his iron gate
Waiting for his neighbors fair
To wander home to their lair
Bored with his dusty life
Though he had a lovely wife
Nosy Newman spied on all
From winter until the fall
Until one day he took a peek
Setting off a female squeak
Now Nosy Newman stays at home
On a mattress made of foam
His mind in a permanent fog
Left there by an angry dog
reflections on a passing life
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We’ve got one of those.
I think they come with everyone neighborhood and apartment complex.
Amusing poem.Thank you for the visit and liking my recent poem.Warm wishes.jalal
WE have one, even though we live rural, our neighbour drives past at least half a dozen times a day with his farm truck and dogs waving, tooting driving our dogs crazy!
Why do some people love setting off dogs? It’s not a smart move.
we have asked him to refrain from tooting, and he does…for awhile, but every now and then he still does it
High-powered water horses are a beautiful thing.
water horses? you mean water hoses lol
Water is scarce round these parts in summer
I did mean hoses. Been a long week. If water is scarce then I got nothing.
Thats ok lol. I agree it has been a long week, and book writing is sooooooooooooooo hard, I think it’s going really well, but then read back what I’ve written and it just feels…juvenile
That’s when you edit it with bigger words. There is always the chance that your book will end up being aimed at a younger crowd. Young Adult books tend to be a bigger market these days anyway.
I have used bigger words, I think thats part of the problem, I’ve got all elaborate and descriptive, and it just doesn’t come across too well
That could be it. You could be mired and muddled. This is where editing and practice comes in. I’m editing my 4th book and I still find areas where I’m not being clear in what I’m saying.
I suppose I’m getting too caught up in the word count and trying to have as many words as possible, but it just makes ya feel sick lol
Yeah. That can be an unnecessary distraction. Thankfully, we don’t live in a world where we’re paid by the word (Charles Dickens would be sad, the wordy blowhard.).
Yep I need to just let it go and get the story down, right I’m off to work…again *groans*