A free verse poem on the Joker (as in a deck of cards.) Always expected to be joking around, yet what happens in those moments when the mask is removed? On prompt: jolly. <3
The jolly smile can be a mask.
TW: depression Fake it till you make it. Make it till you're gone. She was the joker of our gang She used to play with me
we all know what we lack. Jolly until she met Molly blood red, cloud fed, memoir read, back to bed. A piece on today’s prompt: Jolly. I actually really enjoyed writing this one. A poem on today’s challenge, jolly Merry Christmas to you all. Not all of us have a perfect Christmas or what is concidered the ideal one.But that doesn’t mean it’s not perfect for you. The little things matter, so let’s make it one to... How words can be twystedv