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On This Date ~ #Poetry #encore

28 Monday Oct 2019

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With each flickering flame, my years unfold

Tapering down, leaving days of untold

Dripping memories, of past events

Happier times, still I’m not quite content

Candelabra in hand, a welcoming light

The fire, still burning, with no end in sight

Celebrating the day, reaching for more

Wondering what this life has in store

As closer to Halloween, comes the time

Knowing I still haven’t yet reached my prime

So, I’ll blow out the candles, let the wax seal my fate

On this day in October, 2019, twenty-eight

 

In case you haven’t figured it out, today is my birthday. I originally posted this three years ago and have amended it to reflect this years date. I’m off for the day!  See you tomorrow  ❤

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Wicked – #poetry #evil

10 Thursday Oct 2019

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So cruel the tongue, where wicked flashes

The heart, so hardened, ever clashes

Without hope, they will never see

The walk they’ve chosen, cannot be

Words that maim, and actions, sunder

Evil, the soul, who has fallen under

The spell of another, who casts its stone

Yet, stands in the darkness, quite alone

Who dares not seek the light that blinds

Remains a soul, inhuman, unkind

That lashes out, when facing facts

Then denies its harsh, ungodly acts

Placing blame, on all but they

The mind, does simply go, astray

And though you try to reel them in

They choose to live this life of sin

Where evil dwells, and cruelty reigns

Held down, and forged, in heavy chains

Ones they made, from their own hate

Unknowingly, sealing, their own fate

 

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Their Fate – #100wordstory – #JuneWriting

09 Sunday Jun 2019

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Soon it would be nightfall, which would surely seal their fate…

The full moon made its way from behind the dark clouds. The night was black as pitch, but she knew he was close by. The low growl he was emitting was hard to miss, against the silence of the night. A rustle of leaves meant he was on the move and would soon be joining her. She waited.

The time of the full moon, when he and she would be one. Yet, neither knew which one they’d ultimately become. Only The Fates knew what the final outcome would be.

 

June Writing Prompt – Soon it would be nightfall, which would surely seal their fate – Day 9/30

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Seal My Fate ~ #poetry – #NaPoWriMo

08 Monday Apr 2019

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Sleep, is a nightmare, come to rest

These hands upon my body, pressed

Have they come to haunt my being?

Or is this an illusion, I am seeing?

Still I sleep, and do not awake

But I can feel my body quake

And tremble, like the ground that shifts

Yet, no words are falling, from my lips

I continue, to lie here, to contemplate

Knowing, these nightmares, seal my fate

 

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The Blue Screen of Death – #poetry – #AprilWriting

06 Saturday Apr 2019

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Hours, now spent, at the computer screen
Pounding the keyboard, to its extreme

While typing away, I’m paying no attention
Until I realize, I’m faced, with misapprehension

Glancing above the rims of my glasses
The color of blue, which nicely harasses

The vision in front of me, is it a message?
Downloading future, is this a presage?

It tells me to wait, but for what, I’m unsure
I could always hit cancel, that could be a cure

Except, I wonder, what it is my future holds
Can I ask the blue screen, or would that be too bold?

On second thought, perhaps, it’s cancel, I will hit
Better I should shut it down, before I throw a fit

As I turn off the computer, and take a deep breath
I pray, when I turn it on, I won’t be faced with death

 

April Writing Prompts – The blue screen of death – Day 6/30

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