My Candle Burns At Both Ends

My candle burns at both ends,

Not sure how to identify true friends;

Life moves on without a hitch,

WHY care about which is witch;

If I bury all sorrows in a crater,

Won’t things look much better?

One Single Impression

Carry On Tuesday

Sunday Scribbling

ABC Wednesday (Y=Why)

Poets United

Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry

Magpie Tales

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Haiku Heights/ABC Wednesday in Sunday Prompts

Coming in a trance,

Tragedies take place in flocks,

Not much can be done.

All of a sudden,

Nature manifests its power,

Winds howl, raindrops prowl.

So little being done,

So much for me to do,

Pardon me, sweet you.

I make many choices,

Yet when tornadoes show blues,

I lose voices and clues.

Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry

One Single Impression

Carry On Tuesday

Sunday Scribbling

Haiku Heights

ABC Wednesday  (T is 4 Tornado, T-storms)

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