Scandal

This poem is a creation using 15 words from a random word generator. 

Have you heard the scandal?

I had the appointment from hell!

I tread lightly into my boss's office

Wearing my red anorak with the fur lining.

It was my birthday, 

And overall I would have preferred

A fix of hot cocoa

To that talk.

Popping my head around the corner,

My boss started in on me 

About the commercial,

And how my stray innovation

Was earning me a place in the doghouse.

Needless to say it was the meeting of the century! 

Dragonless

You used to amuse me,

To muse me,

My audience

My critic

My patron.

I'd dream of dragons

Soaring free

In cloudless skies,

But now it's grey.

And you are gone,

My inspiration fades away.

I dally through a silent night

And sleep away a lonely day.

My muse is gone,

My thoughts have dulled,

My pen is stashed away.