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Failure

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Jenny Jean Jones

1st Quarter 2025

Procrastination              A+

Tardiness.                      B

Distraction                     B-

Focus                             A-

Anger                             D

Scepticism                     C

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School of Life

Success

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Jenny Jean Jones

1st Quarter 2025

Compassion                   A

Empathy                         A+

Sociability                       B

Trust                                B+

Humility                           C+

Truthfulness                    A

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grade system within a two week

period.  By appointment, daily

 

Ellecee

Day 4 NaPoWriMo 2025

Inspired by

Good Universe Next Door

4. Perfectly Imperfect 

“make a list of your own failures 

and use them to launch your poem.”

Who Knows

 Weekend gridlock takes toll on Halifax bridge traffic

Author of the article:

Francis Campbell

Published Mar 29, 2025  •  Last updated 3 days ago  •  3 minute read on

  Now what!

There goes her trip to 

the city!

There goes her respite!

Bugger this,

just when she finds a great

deal at the Marriott,

clean walk to the casino 

Now this

Won’t be able to get across

the bloody bridges

with all the road rage

who knows

 what’s next?

Shouldn’t have taken

away the tolls

Everything was orderly til

this

Who’s gonna pay for the bridge

 maintenance 

She is, you are, that’s who

Not for a couple toonies a day neither

Might as well forget the weekend

Who wants to be stuck in traffic

for hours,

The overhead walkway helps

when you get there

BUT

getting there

Who knows ?

Bugger this!

Ellecee

Day 3  NaPoWriMo 2025

Prompted by

Good Universe Next Door

“  Write a poem that reacts to a 

newspaper headline

 in a very self-centered way.”

Limerick

 

There once was a woman from Kentville

Whose life was not very eventful

She risked all for a guy

Who took off like a fly

And left her to sit home resentful

Ellecee

Day 23 - NaPoWriMo - 2022

Just for fun

Hunger

She’s hungry

She’s always hungry

You can tell that by  looking

Though one shouldn’t

surmise

There are drugs that make 

one “fat”

(she hates the word)

Genetics even 

But we digress

She’s hungry

for a good time 

A dress-up

tress -up

time

It seems that

doesn’t happen

anymore

Not in her world

She misses the

compliments

They were part of

the scene 

Smiles all around

dancing even

Cocktails 

She’s hungry 

She’s always hungry

and at the rate things

are going

she’ll most likely

starve

Ellecee

Day 13 - NaPoWriMo - 2022

A day for whimsy

 

Foodie

 

Foodie too
Too foodie
Eggs Benedict
sticking to hips
Tummy tucked with
layers of crème brûlée
Perpetual guise
 onion rings on thighs
Time for a change
Some confusion
How about 
Asian Fusion?
Mediterranean?
Dim sum?
One conclusion
Foodie’s palate
To be subdued
Starting with a
new attitude

Ellecee

Day 6 - NaPoWriMo - 2022

Inspired by Skylover Poetry & Art Word List

and appetite

Love Language

 

The Plan

He was the one

Handsome and entitled

he could have anyone

She would play hard to get

Not clutch his pant leg

as others were prone to do

Not flirt and flatter endlessly

She, the remote one,

would capture his delight

Her mystery would draw him in

Being elusive would beguile him

into her surreptitious snare

He was attentive and obliging

eager to relate

Then married someone else

a damsel in distress

a Cinderella type

She is salty with remorse

how could this be?

That yet again, for her,

“the best laid schemes 

o’mice an’ men

gang aft agley”

Ellecee

Inspired by:

A well known quote from To a Mouse by Robert Burns

imaginary gardens with real toads - when good wishes go bad

and

Skywriting - Salt

Why ask?

Why ask the questions?

Am I ready to accept the answers?

What if I discover I’ve been wrong all along?

What if there is no respite in the end?

What if love is really a fantasy?

What if DNA is a lie?

Is it merely a construct built by engaging minds?

Can we really trace who we are?

Or are not?

Do we care?

Aren’t we all in “it” together anyway?

"Ellecee"

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A note:

I want to say to each and everyone I have shared this month of poetry with

Thank You!

Although I didn't manage 30 poems, I enjoyed sharing this time with you.

Your poetry inspires me 

Caught

picture credit

She has me by my hind leg

she pulls with determination and grit

she means to pull me up with strength

I meant to lead her down with guile

Her pleasure to imprison me

my terror this should come to be

And thus our fears are intertwined

both fearful of a brackish fate

She wants to stay above the ground

I struggle to be underneath

"ellecee"

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Wanna

Here I am

Manin’ at ya

honeyin’ my way

inta yer pretty lil heart

There you are

Blue eye’in me

Ya cherried yer lips fer me

Ya smiled into my gut

Here I am

Words teamin’ on me tongue

Can’t quite get em out

Wanna hero up

Wanna, wanna,,,

Ellecee

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