Transformed ~ #poetry

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The full moon, a mere speck in the sky

A wolf, this powerful creature, was I

Transformed, I found my perfect place

No longer human, I have a new face

Whitened, my hair, like the snow, was my fur

Now a she wolf, I was no longer her

This was my destiny, ne’er to stray

Knowing I’d forever, stay this way

 

 

The Daily Post: Creature

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Intimate Endeavors ~ #poetry #FebruaryWriting

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He left before the morning light

His scent, lingered, in the air

She wrapped herself around it

To ease the chill, her body, bare

Private thoughts invaded

Her mind was set on fire

He was all she wanted near

He was her one desire

Yet, sitting alone, she pondered

Was her love for him misled?

Perhaps, she would just have to settle

For memories of him, in her bed

 

February Writing Prompt: Intimate Endeavors – Day 4/28

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#LateNightMusings ~ The Key – #spiritual

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Heed the heavenly voices of the ancients

Their secrets, hold the key to God’s kingdom

 

 

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Sympathize ~ #poetry

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I wanted to be sympathetic

Her eyes glazed over in tears

I wanted to comfort her through it

But I couldn’t get rid of the fears

She’d battled so many demons

They kept at her, time and again

Hopelessly, she had given up

There was no way she could win

She glanced at me in the mirror

I looked away, I couldn’t take it

Why did this always happen to me?

Is there a chance I’ll never make it?

I’ve wiped away tears, forgotten the fears

Though it happens, on and off, through the years

Dry are my eyes, I’ve stifled the cries

But never shall I be able to sympathize

 

The Daily Post: Sympathize

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The Sky Blushes ~ #poetry #FebruaryWriting

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The sky blushes in pinks and reds

As sunset silently strokes her face

A brush of sea air, her reminder

To return herself to the twilight

Disappearing, as night crawls in

Slowly fading away with the day

 

 

February Writing Prompt: Blushing Authenticity – Day 3/28

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