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Saturday challenge

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Reading Anne’s poem My Useless Saturday poem , I have an awesome idea everyone please submit a poem on their own  Saturday ….if you wish to join in the fun submit your poem in the comments below and I will post them for you…Thanks for joining in …also check Anne’s post …

My Useless Saturday Poem     

Please everyone join in … post your day !!!!

SATURDAY AT TIMZAUTO

Soothing quiet in the house alone

A bird in the window, sounds of atone

Television on not much to see

Up and about I sit under a tree

Reading Birds post of birthday present

Dandelions matured without any scent

Another day going exciting or bored

Yes we’re alive , thanks to the lord

Remember …Please like , comment and share , let’s get the word out …Thanks Timzauto

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  1. quillfyre
    June 16, 2012 at 3:00 pm

    Ok, I put this one up over on my blog just now!

    Judging at the Lambs Down Festival, Carleton Place, Ontario

    Dressed for this morning’s cool weather

    by noon I was feeling the heat

    at the annual sheep-shearing festival

    here in town, just down the street.

    There were sheepdogs herding the bleaters

    and big dogs just out for a stroll.

    We held a youth art competition

    with everything under control.

    There were prizes for all of the kiddies

    and lamb burgers, waffles and fries.

    There were buyers and sellers and two fortune tellers

    and a big fella selling pink ties.

    Carol A. Stephen, Saturday June 16th, 2012

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  2. Anne Sikes
    June 16, 2012 at 4:05 pm

    Reblogged this on My Life Uncut…Almost and commented:

    Thanks Tim! Tim’s challenge is to post a poem about your own Saturday. I’m glad My Useless Saturday Poem wasn’t so useless after all! :) Hope you have fun…and thanks again Tim!

    Reply
  3. Anne Sikes
    June 16, 2012 at 4:10 pm

    Thanks for doing this Tim! Good idea! My daughter actually called not long after I posted that other poem of mine and invited me to lunch, so I just got home. But my Saturday got better. :)

    Reply
    • nutsfortreasure
      June 16, 2012 at 6:32 pm

      Saturday

      So we got up before the sun
      and we got ready for our day
      to sell our treasures for fun
      until we got there and were told we had to stay
      ready as we are to say goodbye to our things
      doing so wil l surely bring us cash for more BLING
      and gas
      yes sadly all day we sat on our a–

      What did you do?

      :)

      Reply
  6. Norman Dziedzic Jr.
    June 17, 2012 at 12:37 am

    Saturday

    Sleepover leftovers
    washing syrup and bacon grease and utensils
    egg shells down the disposal
    down the drain
    down

    Driving here and there and back for
    Art fairs and dance recitals and coffee
    and Father’s Day cards
    (don’t forget the coffee)
    driving away and
    driving home
    driving
    me

    Eating out with friends
    and strangers
    and we are all eating
    salad mostly
    mostly
    eating
    mostly
    driving
    down the drain
    with the egg shells
    with the syrup
    with
    me

    Sleeping over
    again and again
    sleeping bags
    splayed about
    about sleeping
    and driving
    home is here
    is sleeping
    again
    home
    me

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  7. Tia
    June 17, 2012 at 9:28 am

    Saturday, too busy
    a speed I can’t keep up to.
    Thoughts flashing through my mind,
    the ground trembling below me.
    Time, escaping
    through my fingers like sand.
    Voices fighting for attention,
    becoming louder around me.
    My eyes, becoming heavy,
    no longer able to stay open.
    Seeking peaceful refuge of sleep,
    floating into a dreamlike state.
    Drifting in and out
    eyes trying to focus on daylight.
    Sounds coming from the distance,
    softly then louder, birds, the purr of my cat.
    A new day, time to start over
    refreshed, renewed, new strength.
    Sunday, a day of thanks.
    For all blessings bestowed on all.

    Reply
  8. writerwannabe763
    June 17, 2012 at 10:42 am

    Most Saturdays we are alone
    Out tasks we get to choose
    The hectic pace that once was ours
    For now we get to muse
    To think of days long gone by
    When children needed care
    Now they’re raised and on their own
    To do nothing…this we dare

    Reply
  9. timzauto
    June 17, 2012 at 6:49 pm

    Thank you all for the great poems …. Please think about joining us full time …just 20 lines or less a day , or a picture a day …join in the fun …

    Reply

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