15 Sunday Apr 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Silent Sunday
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15 Sunday Apr 2018
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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One last song, I begged of him
As he looked upon me, face so grim
The time has come, I can no longer play
Blackened notes, on sheets of gray
The lines now blurred upon the page
I take my leave of this earthly stage
Though my hands shall leave these ivory keys
My melody continues, in sweet rhapsody
The Daily Post: Song
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15 Sunday Apr 2018
Posted in April Writing, Poems, Poetry
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In the unlikely event, we collide
Pay attention, we’re the ones qualified
As a flight crew, we’re trained for the worst
Remember, woman and children go first
Seats and trays, in the upright position
As we embark, on the next lengthy mission
Should turbulence rock this ship
It’s quite possibly, your very last trip
We suggest, if you want to stay alive
Grab a parachute and out the door, dive
Pray very hard, for a nice easy landing
Enjoy the flight, we hope it’s outstanding
April Writing Prompt: A measurement of improbability – Day 15/30
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14 Saturday Apr 2018
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, April Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Platinum rockets outshine the night
Setting on fire, this battle of wills
Radioactive, they tarnish the skies
Feeling nothing, only out for the kill
Men, women, children, die horrible deaths
Tragedy strikes, not so unexpected
War torn and ravished, faraway lands
Unable to fight back, quite unprotected
Peace needs a place, to call its home
An Earthly portal, to welcome all
Three nations together, cannot do it alone
For when evil wins, the mighty will fall
My thoughts and prayers go out to the people of Syria, and to the men and women of our armed forces, along side France and Great Britain. May God watch over them…
April Writing Prompt: Platinum Plutonium – Day 14/30
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13 Friday Apr 2018
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How silly is Triskaidekaphobia?
It’s only a number, after all
Even the Roman’s chose the fifteenth
Twas when Caesar took his final fall
So why do we associate thirteen
With ladders, cracks and black cats?
Is it just another mischievous way
To scare others into thinking that
Something terrible will surely happen
If they pay no heed, to the supposed curse
We’ll let them think it’s just another day
But we know it to be much worse
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