How she loved the freedom

                                                                                        Attribution: Andrew Storms
Image: Happiness  (here)

3WW given words:
carefree ear-splitting
deadpan (a face showing no expression)

Sunday's Whirligig's the 12 given words:
thumb flick lonely parakeet sits plum 
buttocks game shelf nags cook turn

Poets United  -  absence

Carefree days were back and problems kept at bay

No more ear-splitting screams reverberating across the room

She could just thumb her nose deadpan at anything 

that moved with a flick of her fingers

Such was the feeling unshackled off the bonds of a relationship

How she loved the freedom

She felt lonely though, as a parakeet sitting plum on her buttocks

But game for anything to fill up the void

His absence was telling initially as shadows of movements dancing on the shelf

That came incessantly foraging unto her feminine innocence

But now she was spared

At least there were no more nags or long discourse

She could now cook up some ideal scenes of happiness

To turn an empty room into something boisterous

A celebration of sorts with a big hurrah

Yes, finally, evaporation!

He was gone for good, forgotten!

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #68
Thomg's 3WW #488
Sumana's at PU's Midweek Motif  -  absence