I Flong the Whole Day Long – Flittering My Life Away

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Flonging My Life Away
by Jacki Kellum

I see my chair inside my book.
I don’t see me when close I look.
The clouds float in my sunny sky,
And singing birds fly passing by.

I wonder where am I?

At 9, I climbed into my car.
For ninety errands, near and far.

About my life, there’s something wrong,
No time to hear the bird’s blue song,

I flong the whole day long.

©Jacki Kellum January 15, 2016

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Today’s daily post prompt was to morph a word into one with a different meaning. I changed the task and just morphed some letters into a whole new word and wrote a little ditty about the ways that my darting around in life prevents me from settling and being productive in the moment. It prevents me from writing the books that I want to write, and it prevents me from completing the paintings that I want to paint. In spite of the fact that I see the sands in my hourglass sifting to the bottom, I continue to flitter around. Indeed, I flong the whole day long.

Morphing

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3 thoughts on “I Flong the Whole Day Long – Flittering My Life Away

    1. That is typical of how I flitter my day away, but I actually saw that image and thought, “That’s the way I feel.” Afterward, I just wrote the poem AND the post about the image. The best gree image site, in my humble opinion, is at pixabay.com. You can find a great image and it will be great quality about anything.

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