Time Blossomed ~ #poetry #AprilWriting

06 Friday Apr 2018

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Her photograph, faded, sepia tones

A rose, shriveled, now brittle and dry

Memories of her many loving ways

Made it harder to say goodbye

Time goes by much too quickly

In a blink of an eye, she was gone

Always the blossom, in my garden of life

Now the flowers are wilted and drawn

To have her plant just one more seed

I’d give anything, to let her know

That she is the reason I am me

From her love I’ve continued to grow

 

In loving memory of my grandmother, Nana Rose (June 1973) I love you  and miss you more each day.   ❤

April Writing Prompt:  Time blossomed then shriveled – Day 6/30

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Friday Fantasy ~ The Dragon Sword – #poetry #NaPoWriMo

06 Friday Apr 2018

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Runes glow, as she summons

He awakens to her mystique

He feels her heartbeat, thrumming

His eyes wide, wings spread, so sleek

He can hear her chanting, intone

Knows it is he, she beckons to her

She sits patiently, waiting, alone

His growl, now a low, rumbling purr

With the dragon sword, she shares fire

As she looks to the gods, high above

He moves closer, to quench his desire

She remains, expecting her one true love

Unafraid, she knows he approaches

She‘ll seduce him, with beguiling wiles

As the nighttime sky now encroaches

And the dragon, so deviously, smiles

 

 

 

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Friday Fantasy ~ The Dragon Books – #poetry

06 Friday Apr 2018

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I have found the dragon books
Where stories are told, of chivalry

Dare not try to take them
For I lived these tales, so vividly

Each page, now burned with words
Every breath I took, now written

Makes me feel quite wonderful
In fact, I’m really smitten

With myself, these days, I journey
To find the rest of my family

Bound together by human hands
In some place called a library

I hear they have many books there
I really cannot wait to see

I hope they let me through the door
So I can finish my dragon tree!

 

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Frigid ~ #poetry #TheDailyPost

05 Thursday Apr 2018

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Mother Nature forgot all about it

It was time for spring to arrive

That winter had passed already

The flowers were waiting to thrive

But the temperatures didn’t budge

Making the trees remain quite rigid

Seems winter wanted to stay a bit more

Leaving the rest of us rather frigid

But buds are beginning to appear

So we hope, and dream, the cold is gone

Until the weatherman calls for snow again

And we realize, winter hasn’t moved on

 

The Daily Post: Frigid

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The Wind Calls ~ #poetry #NaPoWriMo

05 Thursday Apr 2018

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In the silence of the night
I could hear her calling
Whispers, through the glass

In the silence of the night
I could feel her presence
As by me, she did pass

In the silence of the night
Wisps of hair, on my face
Danced, like a beautiful ballet

In the silence of the night
She had drawn me outside
And I let her take me away

 

 

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