Senseless Sacrifices ~ #MayWriting #poetry

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In a worn out gown, she holds back her tears

Simply wasting her life, in her final years

Sacrifices, she’s made, senseless, inane

Left her with nothing, but agony and pain

She weeps in silence, for all she has lost

A home left in shreds, her own holocaust

Tortured, by her own desperate needs

Nearing her death, she quietly pleads

A prayer for solace, comfort for her heart

On the wings of an angel, she peacefully departs

 

May Writing Prompt:  Senseless Sacrifices – Day 2/31

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Outdoor ways to move up and down – #CFFC #myphotography

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Outdoor ways to move up and down

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The In-between ~ #MayWriting #poetry #RomanticTuesday

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Somewhere in-between

The hello and goodbye

There lies a subtle hint

Heard, in an everlasting sigh

One that speaks to our hearts

In ways, unknown to others

The one that knows what lies ahead

When we meet again, as lovers

 

May Writing Prompt:  The In-between – Day 1/31

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Rude Mood ~ An Unromantic Tuesday – #poetry

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It started out quite innocently
A conversation they had over dinner

Nothing was said nicely, nor eloquently
And no one would come out the winner

Name calling commenced, round the table
It got uglier as time went on

Each one got their own special label
The lines in the sands, had been drawn

Back and forth, it went for hours
Until hunger won out, and they ate

The next day, the misses got flowers
The next day, was one day too late

 

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A Vow ~ #NaPoWriMo #poetry

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I should really
be in bed
but sleep escapes
and I’m awake instead

Too many words
that need to flow
I remember when
they told me so

If you start writing verse
in every way
it’s all that you’ll do
from dusk til day

For it’s in the wee hours
of the night, I seize
as I let my fingers
stroke the keys

With a clacking noise
in the quiet night
the sound of poetry
at last, I write

Releasing words
of this, I vow
til morning wakes
tis my bedtime now

 

 

 

It’s hard to believe it’s the end of April and another #NaPoWriMo has come to an end.  I’ve enjoyed writing a poem a day for 30 days.  I hope you enjoyed reading them  ❤

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