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Day 13 | April Poetry Month Challenge | Escaping Boredom

WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉

Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.

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Day 13 | April 13th | Escaping Boredom

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Linda Pedley
Linda Pedley
19 Απρ 2020

13. Escaping Boredom

Within everyone exists a skill

That, when called upon, can act at will

None of us are deplete of the ability to score

Pique an interest or a hobby

Filling time with something more

We work to earn

We study to learn

We dream to yearn

Being in the moment focus on task

We know what to do – no need to ask

Alive to create – there’s so much to do

Practice mindfulness - to yourself be true

We work to save

New jobs to brave

Boredom will cave.

(c) Linda J. Pedley 04-19-2020

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Mandy Eve-Barnett
Mandy Eve-Barnett
17 Απρ 2020

Poem by Sharon Baggs

Escaping Boredom. Apr 13th 6 feet of distancing Now is the rule To keep us safe From the Covid Ghoul No sitting close To play cards or paint 6 feet apart to drink Java Movie nights canceled Cause Ya just have-ta ! We try to keep busy All on our own Reading a book Or writing a poem You can watch T.V Hear all the news Lots of sick people Makes you feel blue Another day dawns What can you do ? To keep yourself busy With something new Each day's the same Naught can we say Escaping Boredem We must find a way !

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Lana O'Neill
Lana O'Neill
14 Απρ 2020

Escaping Boredom

escaping boredom ESCAPES boredom.

Lana O'Neill

April 13, 2020

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14 Απρ 2020

Escaping Boredom


Outside these unwashed windows

And tired-old-dirty walls,

There exists a wide world of meadows,

Trees like skyscrapers and mountains so tall

That the eye can barely begin to imagine; it’s hard to believe

That something as magical as the whisper of rain-on-new-spring-meadow,

Can exist in the same world as me.

It’s hard to imagine just how

All of this came to be, the blue ocean of the sky so wild,

And the kiss of a winter wind that bites in iciness;

Why, the autumn has the touch of a love so mild,

It’s hard to imagine that this world exists in dimness;

A dimness like the fluttering of that last-gasp gas lamp,

Or that breath that gets…

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Escaping Boredom

Look out the window

At the world I cannot go

Disease keeps us all in

Hard to not go see our kin

Pacing up and down the hall

Banging my head against the wall

The house can only get so clean

Every surface already gleams

We need an escape

See the world from beyond the drapes

Colour a page to aid the fight

Or sit with a book to write

Call a friend

Wish this would all end

Oh to, again, see a movie

Or travel over seas

One day we will venture outside these walls

And adventure will call

I will stand here and soar from

The edge where I’ll be escaping boredom

​​​​​​​​​​©April 13, 2020


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