Concupiscent Callings – #poetry #SeptemberWriting

30 Sunday Sep 2018

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Her thoughts, most lascivious, in every way

Lips, red as cherry wine, prominently, on display

Body, laid perfectly, on a feathered bed

While concupiscent callings filled her head

Alone in the room, she impatiently waited

No aphrodisiac could have kept her sedated

Quietly, he entered, his scent filled the room

He knew her lust for him, would be her doom

September Writing Prompt – Concupiscent callings – Day 30/30 – Another month is over! It went so fast!!

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A Case of the Pucchips – #poetry #SeptemberWriting

29 Saturday Sep 2018

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I was flying around through the cosmos
When out of nowhere, it flew by, with a zip
It scared the living daylights out of me
Now I have the worst case of the pucchips

My innards are starting to rattle
My outsides are shaking like a leaf
It’s one close call after another
I’m getting all banged up. Good grief!

You think it’s so easy, up here in space
You think you could do this yourself
Well, let me tell you a little something
It doesn’t work by reading a book off a shelf

It takes years of hard work and some practice
And you always hope the engineers get it right
Or else you’ll be flying around here, like me
Somewhere lost, in the middle of the night

I’m sending my signals back to Earth
Hoping, soon, someone is bound to hear
I’m tired of hanging around in midair
Outer space, you no longer endear

September Writing Prompt – A case of the pucchips – Day 29/30

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Friday Fantasy ~ A Hint of Mint – #poetry #dragon #SeptemberWriting

28 Friday Sep 2018

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Deep in the forest, among the trees

The wings of a dragon, soar with the breeze

A hint of mint from the gardens below

Cascades through the forest’s verdant show

Its fragrance, sweet as autumn air

Making this dragon seem more aware

Of the beings, who have entered here

And make their way too dangerously near

Far beyond the ridge, there’s a hidden lair

Where you’ll find, he’ll trap you then declare

There’s no escape from your own abduction

And soon, you’ll learn, the dragon’s destruction

For no human has ever left these woods

They’ve disappeared, vanished, gone for good

September Writing Prompt – A hint of mint – Day 28/30

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Putrid Plants and Inquisitive Ants – #poetry #SeptemberWriting

27 Thursday Sep 2018

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When the smell of putrid plants

Calls to those inquisitive ants

We wonder what it is they sense

Or is that they’re just so dense

As not to know the mold they taste

Is really only decayed waste

The humans left outside to rot

That time and weather just forgot

Or is that they’re really smart

And find this fruit, sweet and tart

To satisfy their cravings for

Oh! Food, for winter, they will store

I suppose it could be worse than this

They must find mold, their true bliss

September Writing Prompt – Putrid plants and inquisitive ants – Day 27/30

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Yellow Umbrellas – #poetry #SeptemberWriting

26 Wednesday Sep 2018

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Packed and corded, yellow umbrellas stand tall

No longer unfurled, summer’s welcomed the fall

Lunch tables now empty, no suntan to get

The ocean’s still calling, but I’m not getting wet

It’s much too chilly to hang out, on the beach

The warmer days are gone, they’re all out of reach

And the breeze off the water, is icy and cold

How dare you, dear autumn, must you be so bold?

No boats on the water, no seagulls flying high

Down at the shore, I watched summer flying by

September Writing Prompt – Yellow Umbrellas – Day 26/30

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