Seal My Fate ~ #poetry – #NaPoWriMo

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Sleep, is a nightmare, come to rest

These hands upon my body, pressed

Have they come to haunt my being?

Or is this an illusion, I am seeing?

Still I sleep, and do not awake

But I can feel my body quake

And tremble, like the ground that shifts

Yet, no words are falling, from my lips

I continue, to lie here, to contemplate

Knowing, these nightmares, seal my fate

 

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How UnFortunate – #poetry – #DoubleEtheree – #AprilWriting

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In
Green fields
Of petals
Bathed in sunlight
I wandered along
Haphazardly looking
For that one lucky clover
When a glimpse of white caught my eye
And in between a perfect feather
Tis a symbol of good luck, not for I
Twas the bird long ago, dropped his treasure
And with it the memories fell too
Floating gently down to the ground
Irretrievable stories
Seemingly forgotten
Caught upon the winds
Taken in the breeze
Where life flies
Swiftly
By

 

April Writing Prompts – Flowering fields of fortune – Day 8/30

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Let Your Heart Flourish ~ #poetry #WOTD #FOWC #RDP #DWP

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As humans, we, too often, gaze upon another’s treasure

Even knowing it’s not what’s in a wooden chest that counts

So, hold back on the envy, because it gives you no pleasure

Letting your heart flourish, is, by far, more paramount

 

Word of the Day – Gaze
FOWC with Fandango – Envy
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Chest
Daily Word Prompt – Flourish

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One Town Over – #poetry – #AprilWriting

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Too many weapons left behind
To figure out who did the deed
A detective was handed the case
Hoped he’d have all he’d need

Evidence, placed upon his desk
A knife, a noose and a gun
Not really knowing where to begin
He knew this wouldn’t be fun

Taking out his trusty magnifier
He checked the weapons, again
Finding only one little clue
The evidence, was surely plain

When finally reaching a conclusion
He presented his case to the chief
Shaking his head at the detective
He stood there, in disbelief

How could this possibly be? he asked
Which one of the weapons matched?
Twas a fingerprint, upon the gun
To a certain someone, attached

Seems Chief has been up to no good
Got caught with the new recruit
The misses found out, set him up
Then quickly, gave him the boot

Now the chief’s in the slammer
No longer is he the top cop
As for the real murder weapon
One town over, at the old pawnshop

 

April Writing Prompts – A fugitive on the loose, where’s the noose? – Day 7/30

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Sitting Pretty ~ #Tanka – #NaPoWriMo

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Perched upon a log

Robin red breast looks about

Spies my camera

Invading his privacy

Still poses for a picture

 

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