28 Tuesday May 2019
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Our lives
Constant battles
In states of confusion
Much ado about everything
For naught
May Writing Prompts – Much Ado About Everything – Day 28/31
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27 Monday May 2019
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I caught him looking down at me
Face in a frown, not happy to be
Up in the sky, I could clearly see
Something was coming, no mystery
Where once it was blue, now it was gray
What happened to my nice, sunny day?
Who sent dark clouds, over this way?
I wish the nice weather was here to stay
All of a sudden, the clouds started to tumble
Off in the distance, I heard something rumble
I’m pretty sure I heard someone else mumble
It’s cloudy, my dear, with a chance of grumbles
Sure enough, there he was, still looking down
Furrowed eyebrows, face remained in a frown
Started to think, he looked more like a clown
Realized, in his rain, I could possibly drown!
With a wave of my hand, I bid him goodbye
Slammed the door shut, and let out a sigh
I didn’t want him to find me, though he did try
It was then, I noticed, he had started to cry…
May Writing Prompts – Cloudy With a Chance of Grumbles – Day 27/31
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11 Thursday May 2017
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I want to draw you
Memorize the contours of your face
Sketch the intricate lines of your eyes
Your nose, your mouth, that jawline
That draws me in, every time I’m near you
I want to erase the worry,
And replace the doubt
With the delicate strokes of my hands
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11 Saturday Mar 2017
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I am but a face
Haunting, in the hours
When dawn arrives
Christening branches
With golden light
That shines through
My skin, illuminating
The details of a life
Hidden, nestled in
Darkness, breathing
Forests, barren of
Leaves that dangle
Thoughts and dreams
Penetrating souls
Until morning places
Its spirit aside, allowing
Translucent glimmers,
To fade away into
Ebony skies, with me
A specter, awaiting
To frighten the night
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17 Wednesday Aug 2016
Posted in Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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Can you find the faces in the clouds? Every photo has at least one 🙂
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