29 Thursday Nov 2018
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When in edit mode
Remember small victories
Never questioning
What is real or fantasy
It is who we are inside
November Writing Prompt – Voided victories – Day 29/30
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28 Wednesday Nov 2018
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What becomes of a broken heart?
When time cannot heal its pain
Shattered, to pieces, broken glass
Fractured, bleeding, still again
We try to make amends with it
Somehow, it’s never the same
So we toss it aside, like the trash
Who saves it, is anybody’s game
It seems to be such an easy task
Never giving it a second thought
Perhaps we need to remember
Our love can never be bought
November Writing Prompt – fractured and formless – Day 28/30
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27 Tuesday Nov 2018
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Santa gets tired, dodging fire
That burns in the fireplace, below
All decked out in his fleece
And a little goose grease
Down the chimney he’d slide, like a pro
Feeling the heat, from under his feet
He tried very carefully, you know
To avoid all the flames
Without cursing your name
Little children might hear him, ut oh!
Once he found the tree, quite merrily
He would stack the toys, not a sound
Did he make as he swayed
To the music they played
This house, his most favorite, around
Up the chimney, jumpin’ jiminy!
Halfway, the poor man became tilted
The fire, now roaring
Dear Santa, imploring
“Even my white whiskers have wilted!”
So please, remember, this December
To make sure that your chimney is cold
He’ll be happier, see
As he calls to you and me
“Merry Christmas, to all, young and old!”
November Writing Prompt – Wilted white whiskers – Day 27/30
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26 Monday Nov 2018
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There was a young woman named Bessie
Whose habits were often quite messy
No matter what she ate
From the table or plate
Most wound up all over her dressy
November Writing Prompt – Pulpy snafus – Day 26/30
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25 Sunday Nov 2018
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Imagine his surprise
When he rode onto the land
Encountering the town folk
Sitting in the stands
They looked nothing like he envisioned
He wasn’t sure what to make of the scene
Even his horse couldn’t bear to look
Cantering, back and forth, and between
Raising his voice to the village
He needed to show his nerve
For never a knight should ever
Be one without any verve
The town folk cheered him on
Hoping to see him in battle
But this brave knight just couldn’t
His nerves had started to rattle
And so ends the tale of Sir Gulpin
Whose persona did not shine
In fact, the only thing he did, was
Remain on his steed and whine
November Writing Prompt – Nervy Knights – Day 25/30
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