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Zygote of zeal

The zaniness,
The zeal,
At its
Zenith,
Zanthoxylums
Beckoning
The zappy zealot,
To march zealously,
The zarf brimming
With energy,
Now is the time!
Crash that zombie spirit,
Inhale the zeitgeist.
Live it,
Breathe it,
Feel the flavor
Of the zephyr,
Savor the
Zen it offers
And
Zero your guns.
I know but zilch,
And yet I’ll say this much,
Let this be your zeroth commandment!
Let there be zest in
Zillion zigzags
That lead to zenithal.
Don’t just let the zing
Of living
Zip by.
Let this be the
Zygote
Of your zeal
Today.
You can zonk out tomorrow.





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Comments

  1. This was such a fun read. Well done including so many z-words, and so seamlessly.

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  2. Congratulations on crossing the A to Z finishing line!
    You did well!
    I especially like the word zeitgeist! It's punchy and has an aural appeal...
    Writer In Transit

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    1. Thank you so much Michelle. It is so good to hear from you :)

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