Chipped Edges – #poetry #DecemberWriting

19 Tuesday Dec 2017

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Old books sitting on a shelf

Not sure if I’ve read them all myself

Bindings with edges, chipped and peeling

Make them seem ever more appealing

Thinking I should open them up, peruse

Wondering which one I should choose

I’ve decided, this is the perfect book!

I’ll get lost in the waves with “Captain Cook”

 

Writing Prompt – Chipped Edges – Day 19/31

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Help Me Raise £250 For The Dogs Trust By Leaving Me A Link To Your Blog

18 Monday Dec 2017

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Let’s help Hugh reach his goal of £250 for the pups! All you need do is leave your blog/author link in the comments on the original post!

Burn Away ~ #haiku #RonovanWrites

18 Monday Dec 2017

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I watch the candles

As they slowly burn away

Dripping memories

 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #180 Slow&Burn 

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Wondering What’s Next – #poetry #DecemberWriting

18 Monday Dec 2017

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I think Michelle does this on purpose

Makes my writing become quite a circus

She comes up with these prompts

And my brain cells get stomped

Wondering what she has, next, for us

My poems begin with hogwash

Near the end, I pray, rather posh

But as you can see, I’m a true devotee

Hope I’ve tackled her words with panache

 

Writing Prompt – Pish Posh – Day 18/31

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Transcend – #poetry #DecemberWriting

17 Sunday Dec 2017

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Spirits transcend the waters

Gliding through shadows

Unafraid of the muck

Layered below, for they know

Beneath, the mire contains

Another lost soul, searching

For a chance to find his way

Into the greater unknown

 

Writing Prompt – Maneuvering the muck – Day 17/31

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