17 Sunday Sep 2017
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Perceptions of life
Those emotional feelings
Gathered within us
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 321/365
Writing Prompt: Perceptions of Life – Day 17/30
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16 Saturday Sep 2017
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The cool air beckons
With clear noticeable signs
When fall approaches
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 320/365
Writing Prompt: A Marked Discovery – Day 16/30
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15 Friday Sep 2017
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry, September Writing
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Beware the shards, shattered en masse
Splintered fragments, broken glass
Fractured pieces, glimmered fright
One bite of the apple, was evil’s delight
Her rapturous stare, dug deeper within
He was caught in the fractals, reflected again
The sins of the man, he mirrored, you see
No longer innocent, the victim was he
She promised, to let him go free, on a whim
Then snickered, she knew twas the end of him
She showed him no mercy, she thrived on disdain
The sweeter his demons, the deadlier his pain
Writing Prompt: Splintered Fragments – Day 15/30
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14 Thursday Sep 2017
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Once held so deeply, below the sea
Mother of pearl, beautiful, and free
Washed ashore, on the crest of a wave
She lost her pearl, in a watery grave
Still, somewhere deep, on the ocean floor
An oyster prepares, to make one more
Yes, only from a single grain of sand
Can she create a treasure, simply grand
Writing Prompt: Once a Treasure – Day 14/30
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13 Wednesday Sep 2017
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Perhaps the man in the moon
Is not a man at all
Perhaps he’s just a little boy
One who’s rather small
He likes to hang around by day
In the light, he can’t be seen
Swinging merrily, above the clouds
His expression, quite serene
But, the only way to truly know
Is to awaken from your dream
Sadly, that would chase him away
And that’s really too extreme
So, let your imagination take you
Let the sandman lead you on
Before the light of day appears
And the illusion, all at once, is gone
Writing Prompt: Illusionary Dreams – Day 13/30
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