Autumn’s Lair – #poetry #AprilWriting – #NaPoWriMo

21 Wednesday Apr 2021

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Not many travel
To the top of these stairs
Most never make it,
Though she doesn’t care.

Never reaches out,
To offer her hand
They teeter and topple,
And there she’ll stand.

Smirk on her face,
Fire in her eyes
This Tower of Terror,
She’ll make you despise.

Every breath you’ve taken,
To reach the very top
Every muscle that’s aching,
But you just can’t stop.

She captures with a spell,
To fight you don’t dare
She’s invited you, dearie,
Into Autumn’s Lair.

April Writing Prompts: The tower of terror and Autumn’s lair

Downfall – #poetry – #NaPoWriMo – #AprilWriting

11 Sunday Apr 2021

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Small child, inquisitive in nature
Pushes mightily against the door
A glimmer of light from the other side
Instinctively, he must know more!

Unaware he is being watched
He’s determined to make his way in
The door pushes back, stubborn, stuck
Is there even a chance he will win?

Head down, he is almost there
Til a sound from the room disturbs
“Who dares gain entrance to my lair?”
From a creature, now, quite perturbed

“Little boys don’t belong here” he cried
“You best go outside, yes, to play.”
“Leave me alone, in my empty home,
I beg of you, please, GO AWAY!”

The little boy laughed at the face on the wall
Not heeding the creature, would be his downfall…

April Writing Prompt – Inky blackness and the faintest glow of light from around the door

Bleeding Thoughts – #dark #poetry – #NaPoWriMo – #AprilWriting

06 Tuesday Apr 2021

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Darkened room, no light to spare
She likes to sit alone and stare
Across the way, without a care

Her thoughts, indeed, do wander

No curtains hang on window panes
So many broken, let in the rain
And wash her reality down the drain

Reminiscing, moments squandered

Her hands, unsteady, though try she might
With cursed pens, no ink, spill white
As words, reflected, become quite trite

Why paper bleeds, she dare not ponder

Bending down to grasp the red
She finds her mind, uneasily shred
Is she now one, among the dead?

A thought, of which she grows fonder

April Writing Prompts – Cursed pens and bleeding paper

Pouting Petals – #poetry – #AprilWriting – #NaPoWriMo

30 Thursday Apr 2020

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When raindrops fall,
On petals soft,
The flowers pout,
As they do, oft

From the weight
Of fallen tears
Until the sorrow
Disappears

Then nourishes,
All who grieve,
A silent means
To give reprieve

Tis then the sun,
Again, does shine,
To dry the tears,
Of those, who pine

Hard to believe #NaPoWriMo is over, although truth be told, it felt like an eternity. Congrats to all who participated this year. Here’s to 2021!! ❤

April Writing Prompt – Pouting Petals

Her Name was Elle – #NaPoWriMo – #AprilWriting – #poetry

30 Tuesday Apr 2019

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A candle lit by the window, burned

She stood there, in contemplation

In the only place, she knew so well

Locked away, she was seeking salvation

From those, who chastised, for naught

She fought hard in the very beginning

Alas, she dared not fight them anymore

There was never a chance of her winning

Where she remained, alone, in her beauty

Kept inside, what they called, a living hell

Most had forgotten why she was there

But, she’d never let them forget, her name was Elle

April Writing Prompts – Her name was Elle – Day 30/30 – Hard to believe another month is gone, not only for Michelle’s prompts, but this is also the end of National Poetry Month. Here’s to looking ahead!!

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