Unimpressed ~ #poetry

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He walks around, drink in his hand
Jack in his glass, Jill by his side
Likes to make people think he’s the man
Nobody notices, he takes it in stride

Armani tux, bow tie, overdressed
Seems money’s no object, a toy
She wore Versace, no one’s impressed
Still played her part, being coy

A boring affair is never that good
Makes minds start to wander and stare
Across the room, she tipped her glass
Jack smiled, the devil beware

She broke away, to powder her nose
He caught her eye, with a glance
Jill knew something was terribly wrong
He knew, he was taking a chance

Told her he needed another
Left Jill standing there, alone
Watched as he went in another direction
‘Twas then that her heart turned to stone

Tried to secretly meet in the hallway
Too late, they got caught in the act
Jack tried to plead for both of their lives
But Jill didn’t care, that’s a fact

Two shots rang out, she didn’t miss
Their bodies lie dead on the floor
Arrested for murder, gun in her hand
Said she just couldn’t take anymore

 

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Blazing – #poetry #FebruaryWriting

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Sparks, which ignite the fire, begin

With a simple raise of her hands

Answering, to the gods of flame

Bloodthirsty, their final demands

Darkness falls over, black is night

What’s left, is the flicker of a blaze

Seen from a distance, rising higher

This light, from the darkened haze

They urge her on, to her greatest feat

She conjures their greatest desire

Then leave her, languishing, in the heat

Of the flames, from her funeral pyre

 

 

February Writing Prompt: Bloodthirsty and Blazing – Day 10/28

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#LateNightMusings ~ Sheltered – #words of #nature

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Even one sheltered, out of sight

Will find escape, when others threaten

 

Author’s Note:  If you look toward the lower right side of the photo, you’ll see a heron in flight.  I did not know he was in the reeds when I took this picture.  My daughter pointed it out to me.

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Simplify ~ #poetry

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I suppose it should be easy

To find the answers that I seek

But things are always in my way

And the outlook’s rather bleak

To simplify my very thoughts

I get lost, in this big world

Waving flags to passersby

Not noticing it’s still furled

I know I’m not making any sense

Sad to say, at times I ramble

Wish there was a way to rectify

A life, that’s such a shambles

 

The Daily post: Simplify

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Friday Fantasy ~ Erotic Sentiments – #poetry #FebruaryWriting

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What I have left, from my evenings with you

Holds me spellbound, haunted, the desire was true

Games that we played, seemed like hours on end

You were my lover, but never my friend

Bound to you, my eyes, always blind

Marks round my wrists, for days, to remind

Your sentiments toward me, extremely erotic

Sent my heart, into beats, oh! so chaotic

No other could touch me, that, you forbade

Yes, I was your prisoner, caught in your charade

 

February Writing Prompt: Erotic Sentiments – Day 9/28

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