16 Sunday Jun 2019
Posted in June Writing, Poetry, Shadorma
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In the street
Dancing with rhythm
Twas her chance
For freedom
Letting each movement carry
Escaping farther
June Writing Prompt – Dancing in the street was her only chance – Day 16/30
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14 Friday Jun 2019
Posted in June Writing, Poetry
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She didn’t want to do it, but had no other choice
He took away her soul, he’d never claim her voice
So many wasted hours, spent in strife, discord
Too many days of bitterness, falling on her sword
Knew the time had come, to get out, make a new start
And as the final door closed, so did her broken heart
June Writing Prompt – And as the final door closed, so did her heart – Day 14/30
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09 Thursday May 2019
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It’s not in my disposition, to skimp when writing a verse
I’d rather think others find my work more distinguished
Although, if they find it awful that would be much worse
I’d have to escape to London, to study the Queen’s English
Word of the Day – Escape
FOWC with Fandango – Skimp
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Distinguish/Distinguished
Daily Word Prompt – Disposition
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11 Monday Mar 2019
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Deep within the mountains
On a planet, away, but not far
There lives a different people
Who watch the yonder star
And pray it hears them calling
So they may leave this place
To find themselves a better world
Much warmer, than outer space
Here, they live in drifts of snow
Piled high and out of reach
No chance for them, to escape
These walls they cannot breach
Still they can’t help but wonder
As each day, the light grows dim
How they might venture out
But things look mighty grim
No one hears them, as they shout
Most refuse to believe it’s not fiction
And so they remain, forlorn, forgotten
Humans, once, an Earthly depiction
March Writing Prompts – Fact or Fiction – Day 11/31
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31 Thursday Jan 2019
Posted in Poetry, What Do You See?
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The lovely Helene of Willow Poetry has challenged us with “What do you See?”. You may write a poem, haiku, tanka or short story that represents what you see or feel within you. More info can be found in the link below.
Tethered to a hollow tree, is the only means of escape; above the clouds, above the sea, my visions, to take shape. I’ll prepare some food and pack my gear, I mustn’t take too much; travel light, as I leave here, from home, the things that touch.
Take my time getting ready, I can’t rush to make it through; I must remember, slow and steady, yes, that’s what I must do! Check the windows one more time, make sure the lights are off; got my map, but what a crime, should it happen, I get lost.
Perhaps it’s what I’d like to do, disappear among the clouds; just my balloon, decked out in blue, far away from noise and crowds. A flight of imagination, to breathe in the air, up here, alone; then finally, because I know it’s there, return to my tree home.
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