Poem: Getting Rid of His Belongings

There was an empty glass of gin next to her
One he drank before he was taken
A ton of his soiled clothes
Lay in a pile ready for washing
In the now vacant room
She knew she had to throw them out
Along with that empty glass
But she couldn't do it
Because getting rid of his belongings
Meant letting him go for good

Written January 26, 2019

© 2019 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

This was written from a writing challenge where I had to make a list of words from the word "washington" and use those words in a poem. Those words are underlined in the poem.

Three New Limericks Written January 16th, 2019

“Lena and Sonny Sitting on a Tree”

Lena and Sonny were sitting on a tree
Staring at the birds flying over the sea
Then all of a sudden
It rained down on them
The poop from the birds hot like tea

“A Boy Named Rok”

A boy from the country named Rok
Was desperate to find his sock
So while on his quest
He found a chest
And inside it an angry green croc

“A Boy Named Sunny”

There once was a boy named Sunny
His parents thought his name was funny
Until one fine day
To his own dismay
He fell down the hole like a bunny

© 2019 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.