Friends til the end ~ #poetry

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It’s hard to believe three years have passed

It seems like it was only yesterday, but alas

You left this earth, and found a new place

But deep in my heart, you left a huge space

Friends til the end, though often, we’d fight

Eventually, always making everything right

Promised to be the last two standing, we did

But you left before me, I’m still here, on this grid

I miss the laughter, with those silly tales you’d tell

But I know, up there, you’re giving somebody hell

 

Miss you, buddy… In loving memory of Paul Pannone 1960 – 2015

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Tethered Triumphs – #NovemberWriting #poetry #space

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Hey down there, can you see me?

I’m waving, from way up here

Tethered, to this mechanical arm

In space, the “Final Frontier”

Surely, you cannot miss me

I’m floating around in midair

My comrades said I wouldn’t do it

So, I’m really out here, on a dare

Now comes the part that’s the hardest

Seems the shuttle was on its last trip

Can someone please come and get me?

They left me hanging in space, with no ship!

 

November Writing Prompt – Tethered Triumphs – Day 15/30

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Her Dinner ~ #poetry

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Each strand, strung with delicate care

Once done, she sits, and she waits

For dinner, to be delivered to her

Expectantly, laid out, upon her plate

 

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Wordless Wednesday ~ Autumn Fades Away – #myphotography

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Silas Condict Park 11/11/18

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Silly Lily – #NovemberWriting #poetry

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Little Lady Lily, such a silly forest sprite

Got stuck in a tree, and stayed there all night

Til a bird landed on her, but it couldn’t speak elf

Lady Lily didn’t care, she’d have to teach it herself

Soon, many feathered friends, learning the words

Did pass them along, to all the other birds

The little forest creatures, kept chattering away

Seems all this time, they’d had an awful lot to say

Lady Lily didn’t care, decided to build a new home

Up in the tree, a little nest, the only one, with a dome

 

November Writing Prompt – Silly Lily – Day 14/30

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