Stubbing my toe on route to the bathroom in the middle of the night
immediately after falling out of bed on the left side
because my cat scratched my face again just for fun
as the dog was farting trying to out-do a skunk.
I never made it to the bathroom…oh the Absurdities of Life!
About the Creator
Robert Cowley
A passionate writer of Poetry, always have been and want to expand my horizon by writing short stories.
“The depth of your will determines the heights you can reach”
R.J. Cowley
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Raymond
Raymond There was a talking parrot, he was the grandfather of all talking parrots, the original annoyance, and his name was Rambling Raymond. This colourful old talking bird would not quit yappin’ “yappity yap yappity yap” all day long he would proclaim, he even annoyed himself so much that his own ears fell off. That is why all parrots have no ears like they used to, they used to have ears like us humans but thanks to Rambling Raymond they don’t anymore. But in the end Ray excelled more and flourished more than most of the other anti-talk parrots and it wasn’t long after his children were born that they too started talking, but now they were talking and you couldn’t get them to halt chatter, this generation still had funny looking human ears.
By Robert Cowleyabout a year ago in Poets
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Recently, the pleasant surprise of placement on the Vocal Bonus Leaderboard sent me down a rabbit hole. Now, rabbit holes are a pretty common place for me to spend time, but I don't always feel the call to write about them. To be honest, the thought of sharing some of them mortifies me.
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