09 Tuesday Apr 2019
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Soft pink petals blush
In the light of afternoon
When the sun reigns high
Against a deep azure sky
April blooms her prettiest
April Writing Prompts – April blush – Day 9/30
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08 Monday Apr 2019
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#AprilWriting, #doubleetheree, #poetry, clover, dorindaduclos.com, feather, flower, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, time, writing, writing prompt
In
Green fields
Of petals
Bathed in sunlight
I wandered along
Haphazardly looking
For that one lucky clover
When a glimpse of white caught my eye
And in between a perfect feather
Tis a symbol of good luck, not for I
Twas the bird long ago, dropped his treasure
And with it the memories fell too
Floating gently down to the ground
Irretrievable stories
Seemingly forgotten
Caught upon the winds
Taken in the breeze
Where life flies
Swiftly
By
April Writing Prompts – Flowering fields of fortune – Day 8/30
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07 Sunday Apr 2019
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Too many weapons left behind
To figure out who did the deed
A detective was handed the case
Hoped he’d have all he’d need
Evidence, placed upon his desk
A knife, a noose and a gun
Not really knowing where to begin
He knew this wouldn’t be fun
Taking out his trusty magnifier
He checked the weapons, again
Finding only one little clue
The evidence, was surely plain
When finally reaching a conclusion
He presented his case to the chief
Shaking his head at the detective
He stood there, in disbelief
How could this possibly be? he asked
Which one of the weapons matched?
Twas a fingerprint, upon the gun
To a certain someone, attached
Seems Chief has been up to no good
Got caught with the new recruit
The misses found out, set him up
Then quickly, gave him the boot
Now the chief’s in the slammer
No longer is he the top cop
As for the real murder weapon
One town over, at the old pawnshop
April Writing Prompts – A fugitive on the loose, where’s the noose? – Day 7/30
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06 Saturday Apr 2019
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Hours, now spent, at the computer screen
Pounding the keyboard, to its extreme
While typing away, I’m paying no attention
Until I realize, I’m faced, with misapprehension
Glancing above the rims of my glasses
The color of blue, which nicely harasses
The vision in front of me, is it a message?
Downloading future, is this a presage?
It tells me to wait, but for what, I’m unsure
I could always hit cancel, that could be a cure
Except, I wonder, what it is my future holds
Can I ask the blue screen, or would that be too bold?
On second thought, perhaps, it’s cancel, I will hit
Better I should shut it down, before I throw a fit
As I turn off the computer, and take a deep breath
I pray, when I turn it on, I won’t be faced with death
April Writing Prompts – The blue screen of death – Day 6/30
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05 Friday Apr 2019
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It never happened before, no, not to her
She was always the one, who rejected
Now she sat alone, with life, just a blur
Not even the water, in the pool, reflected
How she was feeling, deep down inside
An emptiness, filled, the whole of her belly
Passing her by, heard remarks, rather snide
Her heart broken in two, legs feeling like jelly
She tried to ignore, but it was so hard to do
All she wanted was a little love, and affection
But karma has a way of turning back on you
Its number one rule, no such thing as perfection
April Writing Prompts – Rules of rejection – Day 5/30
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