Category Archives: Poems

Come What May – #poetry – #WOTD

29 Tuesday Oct 2019

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Lost, and long forgotten times

Left me in a place uncertain

Naïve, was I, within my mind

Noticing not, would be my burden

False accusations, unfiltered words

Lead to a heart filled with anger

A barrage of absurdities, came at me, in herds

Much like the bells, tolling, such clangor

I never was that good at reading wrongs

It is something I am faced with everyday

Still, lessons learned, have made me strong

A way I shall live with, come what may

 

 

Word of the Day Challenge – Naive

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On This Date ~ #Poetry #encore

28 Monday Oct 2019

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With each flickering flame, my years unfold

Tapering down, leaving days of untold

Dripping memories, of past events

Happier times, still I’m not quite content

Candelabra in hand, a welcoming light

The fire, still burning, with no end in sight

Celebrating the day, reaching for more

Wondering what this life has in store

As closer to Halloween, comes the time

Knowing I still haven’t yet reached my prime

So, I’ll blow out the candles, let the wax seal my fate

On this day in October, 2019, twenty-eight

 

In case you haven’t figured it out, today is my birthday. I originally posted this three years ago and have amended it to reflect this years date. I’m off for the day!  See you tomorrow  ❤

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Trapped within Myself – #poetry #fear

25 Friday Oct 2019

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What is that sound,
Outside my window pane;
Tap, tap, on the glass,
But it is not the rain.

Shadows move in closer,
Only fingers do I see;
Trapped in my own bedroom,
He has finally come for me.

No escape from the darkness,
No, this is not the night;
Still, I should make a run for it,
But I’m blinded, by the light.

How can this be happening?
Why pick me, I ask;
Seems my question is complex,
Too tough for his simple task.

Pondering what the next step is,
He seemingly moves away;
Now’s my chance to run for it,
But something makes me stay.

This shadow brings me comfort,
When nighttime offers none;
Perhaps I should confront him,
Instead, I choose to shun.

Be gone with you, I cry aloud,
You are not welcome here
Still, he lingers, knowing,
It’s his presence that I fear.

 

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Forsaken – #poetry

22 Tuesday Oct 2019

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Sun sets and moon glows, over water
Sitting on the dock, alone, a daughter

Forgotten child, hides from the light
Pondering, what to do, this night

Ocean calms, a heart beats fast
She makes a decision, final, the last

He left her standing at the altar
Tears flowing, like a sea of salt
Her body sank, her legs did falter
Knowing, in her heart, it was her fault

Moon sets and sun glows bright
Morning, does quietly awaken
Left, an umbrella, no one in sight
For her, love is now, eternally forsaken…

 

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Trick or Treat Tree – #poetry – #witch – #Halloween

21 Monday Oct 2019

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The crows were squawking, as loud as could be
My sister and I, were hiding, by the old tree
The witch, with her lantern, looking all around
I whispered to sister, “Now don’t make a sound!”

“I know you’re here” said the witch to the air
“I sense your presence, I feel your despair!”
Silly old hag, surely you couldn’t know why
Two little girls would want, on you, to spy

But the witch did know, and it was plain to see
Sister and I were trapped, no way to get free!
The vines from the tree, slithering like a snake
Wrapping themselves around us, no way we could break

It seems we were tricked, by our own curiosity
Caught in the woods, no treat, this monstrosity
We knew we overstepped, but what could we do?
So we jumped out from behind, and simply yelled, BOO!

“What a treat!” said the witch, who couldn’t help but smile
“Do come in, sit, and chat with me, for a while.”
But we knew better, pleading, “please let us leave here”
“Ha! It’s too late for that!” she said with a sneer

With a hiss from her lips, she warned, once again
“For now, you’re alive, but you will feel my bane
When ghosts come a calling, and crows circle high
It’s your time to leave, without saying goodbye…”

 

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