Wonderful Wednesday Gets Curiouser and Curiouser!
October 8, 2013 ·
CreativePoetryCorral

Welcome To The CPC’ On This Wonderful Wednesday!






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Like Curious George,
everyone is curious about something.
So our challenge is to write about your most curious thing
or write about what you are most curious about
Be creative and just have fun as we share
on October 9th, Curious Events Day
Poetry
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Bettie is apparently gonna be late coming by here (for once) so…Welcome to the Wonderful Wednesday’s curious events challenge! What do you find curious? We’re curious to know and to see how you express it poetically! 😀 :love:
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHte24GGHD4
From PoemHunter.com:
Curiosity Killed The Cat
They say, curiosity killed the cat.
But frankly speaking, aren’t we all
guilty of that? We all have questions,
we’d like to have answers to, but
cannot find. It may not be to our
advantage, but no stone will be left
unturned, or left behind. If you’re
looking for the proper answers, don’t
veer off course. Just be certain it’s
coming, form the right source. Most
importantly, make sure what you’re
being told, is true. Then beyond a
doubt, you’re going to find out and
all your wondering days, will be
through!
Audrey Heller
Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Edited: Monday, June 06, 2011
SOMETIMES IT’S BETTER NOT TO MONKEY AROUND WITH CURIOSITY
Curious George
jumped the gorge
to see what was on the other side.
Unfortunately he underestimated how far it was.
Copyright October 8th 2013 RGD
CURIOSITY
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Curiosity kill the cat
This we know
Well so they say
Yet if not curiosity how will one know
If not put there to see are so know
Why be at all
It all started way back in the day the world was so new just the two
Are was it the being to be
Yeah I think that was when it starts
The being bennin along
Got the plan
Maybe the idea
If only
If only I had somethin to touch
And so see in mine eye
Somethin to behold
Beauty is what I seek
Beauty to see hold and so feel not like the wind on my face
Yet feel with the touch my hand
Even those it will burn
At lease
Will so see
Feel for a little while
Curiosity kills the cat to hot to be hold
Satan thrown out
Of the
Heaven
Curiosity burn deep
First man and woman ran out of paradise seen known to much
World was burn
Lot looks back eyes
Could not stand what so saw
Water fill the lands over flow it did
Yea
Curiosity
Again and again times over
Yet I have never ever seen a cat dead from curiosity
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Written By: Bettie Davis —————————————— © October o5 , 2o13
CURIOUS PEOPLE
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Why curious
We all have or mask
That we so wear
Yet does not mean that underneath we are all bad
Some hide for fear of
Others hide the pain that is so felt
Are the scars
Yet for what ever
The reason be
People will so be curious
As to why
When indeed
Ones can not fix are made better
Let the wantin to know
Curious may have killed the cat
But in real life
Being curious may
Are may not
Help one to understand the other feelin are better let help in some way
Till being to curious
Will only
Make some thing worst
But we all know
That you can not stop curiously
It was here way before we were even born
We were so to know more
It killed
And maimed
What we not call the world
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Written By: Bettie Davis ———————————- © October o9 , 2o13
Gonna now attempt ta post vibes now that things supposedly be workin again .. Cross fingers me dont mess up .. Hopin dont be two are three .. Smiles .. Hugs .. :love: :love:
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NO KEEPING ME DOWN
Every day when I awaken
and my feet hit the floor,
I give thanks for today,
grateful to be alive
and even more curious
about things than I was
just yesterday
or the day before,
about how things are
and how things work
(or don’t);
for they’ve always
been an adventure
for me and my mind.
So from this vantage point
of many years gone by,
across the chasm
of years and of life,
I find myself still
as excited about
what lies ahead
as I ever was
when I was a kid,
more clearly able to see
what I could never
quite understand
or see before,
a world that stretches
before me as far
as my still inquisitive
imagination allows.
No limits,
no boundaries
will ever keep me
from looking ahead
even farther
than I can now see,
curious about everything
in front of me
to imagine,
to explore,
so much more
than there ever was
before as I travel
here and there
as my imagination allows,
sharing as I can
with my friends
along the way.
(c) barbara kausteklis 10-9-13