For Neil 😉
The trail ahead, it looks so long
My legs aren’t really very strong
Perhaps, this plan might be wrong
But I will try it, come what may
Not the Only One – #poetry #NaPoWriMoj
30 Saturday Apr 2022
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
Tag Archives: Day 30
A Squirrel’s Tale – #poetry #NaPoWriMo
30 Friday Apr 2021
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Can you believe it’s the last day of #NaPoWriMo?? National Poetry Month doesn’t last long enough! Thanks for visiting and reading my poem-a-day. It feels really good to be writing again. ❤
How can tomorrow
Already be May?
I’ve not left this branch
Not even to play
Surely, time
Has escaped me
I guess I’ll just stay
Pouting Petals – #poetry – #AprilWriting – #NaPoWriMo
30 Thursday Apr 2020
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When raindrops fall,
On petals soft,
The flowers pout,
As they do, oft
From the weight
Of fallen tears
Until the sorrow
Disappears
Then nourishes,
All who grieve,
A silent means
To give reprieve
Tis then the sun,
Again, does shine,
To dry the tears,
Of those, who pine
Hard to believe #NaPoWriMo is over, although truth be told, it felt like an eternity. Congrats to all who participated this year. Here’s to 2021!! ❤
April Writing Prompt – Pouting Petals
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Thirty Days Passed ~ #NaPoWriMo #poetry
30 Sunday Apr 2017
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Euphoric Grace – #NaPoWriMo
30 Saturday Apr 2016
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Lavender scents in April air
Melts away my worries, where,
In pastel hues against the gray,
Fresh as morning’s dew, the day,
Rises with the fragrance of
Nature’s flowers, blessed with love.
Adorning wisps of purple lace
Adding beauty, with euphoric grace
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