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She Knows Not Defeat – #poetry – #MayWriting

13 Wednesday May 2020

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Pensive, with a subtle gleam in her eye

Shadowed, only, by the moon in the sky

In darkness, she roams, no path in sight

Taking flight, into the obsidian night

On a journey, no boundaries to halt her

Gliding, seeking, you cannot fault her

Searching for dreams, she will discover

Over the lands, as mighty wings hover

Swooping down, talons fierce, do clasp

With quiet dominance, she holds her grasp

Capturing prey, she is driven, a hunger

For now, only wishing, she was much younger

When trips through the dark, she didn’t tire

A spring in her step, her soul, raging fire

At times, she is distant, feels incomplete

Still the spark in her eye, shows she knows not defeat

 

May Writing Prompt – Fight on fighter

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The Power You Have – #poetry – #MayWriting

04 Monday May 2020

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I close my eyes, a flash of light
Kinetic energy splits the night
Over and over, no end in sight
Why does the silence plague me?

No sounds, all thoughts are muted
For this I am no longer suited
Hoping for signs, yet refuted
Looking for someone to save me

Thrown to the shadows, so bleak
Is it the light, I constantly seek?
Body used, my mind, too weak
Letting go, the will you gave me

Turn toward the darkness, unspoken
My spirit is tired and broken
Captured in a tomb, I soak in
The power you have to enslave me

 

May Writing Prompt – The final orbit

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The Devil Wears Polyester – #MayWriting – #poetry

31 Friday May 2019

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In his wildest dreams, he was a pirate
A swashbuckler much better than Kidd
Though merely a fantasy, his free spirit
Nearly did him in, oh, God forbid!

Found himself a lady, the finest, was she
Treated her poorly, and it cost him
When he wasn’t looking, went on a spree
Left him with nothing, but exhaustion

When realizing he had nothing to wear
He went out, and found himself a sewer
Turns out, it’s the sister, he took to his lair
Only the devil, it appears, didn’t know her

Promising to make him the best costume ever
Sneering, he said, get to it, I will not pester
When finished, presented him, her endeavor
Laughed, because she made it out of polyester

He wondered aloud, how could this be right?
This fabric is horrid on the skin, it itches!!
He looked for her, but she fled, in the night
Now he’s stuck, with irritated britches

 

May Writing Prompts – The Devil Wears Polyester – Day 31/31 – Hard to believe another month has passed, and June is knocking on our door! The twisted book titles were a blast. Next months prompts are sure to catch your fancy…a little bit different than what you’re used to.   😉

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Great Exceptions – #MayWriting – #poetry

30 Thursday May 2019

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Children are full of expectations

Except, they never get their way

A mother looks for explanations

Except, she doesn’t know what to say

A father looks at his son as his twin

Except, the son moves on, despite

To build a life with a wife, who adores him

Except, when he always thinks he’s right

Each looks at the other, from different points of view

Except, no one really knows, what the right thing is, to do

 

May Writing Prompts – Great Exceptions – Day 30/31

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Dubieties – #MayWriting – #poetry

29 Wednesday May 2019

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High above, in the tallest building

They plotted their evil victories

Who next, would be theirs to claim?

By the gods and goddesses of history

Greed and lust, ambition and death

Each one of them, human proprieties

Playing, with the minds of the weak

Toying, with their human dubieties

No care did they show for any being

They, were the grandest of them all

Crazed in their power, never seeing

How quickly their rise was sure to fall

 

May Writing Prompts – The Sugar Frosted Nutsack – Day 29/31 – This was the only title Michelle left as is.  You might want to check out the book by Mark Leyner.

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