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Under An Old Bridge – #poetry #NaPoWriMo

28 Wednesday Apr 2021

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Shout out to Annette Rochelle Aben for planting the seed. Here is the sequel to An Old Bridge.


Darkness now surrounds you
You can feel your body falling

There’s nothing to hang on to
Arms and legs, about, are sprawling

Your eyes cannot adjust, no light
You’re blinded, tumbling fast

Praying this is just a dream
And you’ll wake up, at last

You yell for help, hoping
Someone can hear your call

But all you hear are echoes
Of your voice, against the wall

It seems your fear was justified
Never should have taken the leap

The weight of all your troubles
Sent you to your eternal sleep

For when you fall into the abyss
You’ll, forever, slumber deep…

 

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An Old Bridge – #poetry #NaPoWriMo

27 Tuesday Apr 2021

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A ramshackle old bridge
Stands here, in disrepair
Do you dare to cross it?
Will you make it over there?

To the other side
That you can barely see
Into the forest clearing, where
Sunbeams kiss the trees

To your soul it’s calling
Do you take the first step?
Fear builds deep inside you
Trepidation intercepts

You move in closer, slowly
Then back away, afraid to cross
Pick up a nearby stone
Into the river, you do toss

But no sound comes from it
Just a thud, onto dry land
Tis then you suddenly realize
You’ve had the upper hand

Stepping upon the boards, you sigh
“How could I be frightened of THIS?”
Then one breaks beneath you
And you fall… into the abyss…

 

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A Tiny Voice ~ #freeverse #poetry of the #spirits

06 Thursday Dec 2018

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In the quiet of night
Only the hum of my PC
Breaks the silence.
Still, I can hear her.
A tiny voice, crying out
In the dark, frightened
To come in, to the light
By which I write.
I tell her not to be afraid
I will not hurt her
Like the others did
She whispers, softly
So I do not hear her
Only the sighs of a child
And she is gone
Though I don’t know where
And I sigh, for her spirit
Hoping it has found
The door that leads
To eternal peace

 

Author’s note:  This poem is based on a true experience.  I have had many encounters with the spirit world.  I have been told I may be Clairsentient.  All I know is this little girl was looking for hope.  I hope I gave that to her…

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Absolution ~ #Tanka #PoetryChallenge

30 Tuesday Oct 2018

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Colleen has given us the words Afraid and Grave for this week’s challenge.   Remember, you can only use synonyms to write your poetry!  I used Catacombs and Frightened.   🙂


Buried deep in earth

Lie the catacombs of death

Apprehension dwells

Dare I seek absolution

Or be frightened evermore

 

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge

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Frightened – A Conversation ~ #NaPoWriMo #poetry

28 Saturday Apr 2018

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What could that sound possibly be?
Perhaps it’s a branch from the old oak tree

I don’t know, mommy, it sounds very scary
Don’t worry, honey, maybe it’s a fairy!

No, they don’t make a howling noise
Oh? Maybe it the neighbor’s unruly boys

No, no, it’s not them, they’re fast asleep
Don’t cry, my daughter, no need to weep

I’m frightened by whatever is making that sound
Why, it’s only the wind, its voice, quite profound

 

 

 

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