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Secrets of the Past – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

21 Monday Jan 2019

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Many secrets were held
In the gems around her neck
Well hidden, years past and present

Though none ever knew
She wore it, quite overt
Always knowing, just what it meant

Smiling, each time
She’d touch the jewels
Remembering all, who came before

Counting the days
Until, it was time
She could, again, add one more

Poor fellow, he
Who courted and wooed
He didn’t stand a single chance

Rosa merely kept him
For her next kill
Twas her secret to true romance

 

January Writing Prompt – The glittery gem held all the secrets of the past – Day 21/31

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A Fiery Beast – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

20 Sunday Jan 2019

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A braver attempt had never before been seen

There was a fire in the sky, hungry and mean

He stood high, on the ridge, watching below

Awaiting the hour, in which he knew, he must go

To the aid of the villagers, there would be no dispute

For this fiery menace, would soon know him, a brute

He was suited for battle, against a foe he knew not

With only a shield and spear, this Spartan, fraught

Did gather himself, and set off, across the land

With the power of the gods, at his command

He fought through the day, and just before night

He returned to the villagers, a welcomed sight

Once again, on the mountain top, he guards his keep

While the beast in the sky, is at last, fast asleep

 

January Writing Prompt – A braver attempt had never before been seen – Day 20/31

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Unhappy Landings – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

19 Saturday Jan 2019

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One last yank, then a pull and the landing was clear

Sylvia plummeted down, into his hand, on her rear!

Thinking she was heading, in a different direction

Realizing too late, to make the proper correction

She braced for the best and expected the worst

This, the flight of her life, must surely be cursed

How could she be, so far off course, and then land

In the palm of a stranger, she’d have to demand

He release her at once, she was not too amused

But he wouldn’t let go, said he’d have to refuse

If he let her move on, it would cost him his pride

Said he paid, way too much, for his mail order bride

 

January Writing Prompt – One last yank then a pull and the landing was clear – Day 19/31

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Pesky Pebbles – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

18 Friday Jan 2019

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They had no problem with thorns, ignoring them

It seems nothing bothers the rocks, on the ridge

Devouring the tasty succulents, each, one at a time

Was exquisite, nothing wasted, not even a smidge

Poor cacti, trying hard to escape the stone clutches

They would squiggle and squirm, but to no avail

Eventually, they simply gave up the brave fight

Losing the struggle, as the bigger rocks did inhale

When the smallest pebbles, had been fully sated

They began their tumble, down the mountainside

Grateful, at last, to be rid of those pesky boulders

The cacti, once again, could now safely abide…

 

January Writing Prompt – The pebbles devoured the succulents, one tasty morsel at a time – Day 18/31

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Past the Fork in the Road – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

17 Thursday Jan 2019

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She carries the crystal, guarding, with her life

On a snowy path, which she only need follow

Until she reached the point, to make a decision

Either go left or right, she’d no time now to wallow

The sun was rising in the distance, behind her

Soon the stone would glow, seen everywhere

She couldn’t allow that to happen, it’s too soon

So left, she did journey, but in her heart, despair

What if she had chosen the wrong path to take?

What if She finds her, and captures the stone?

Surely, there must be a sign, along the way

That leads her, far, from the evil Forest Crone

A dastardly old witch, whose spells could maim

You dare not get close, just avoid confrontation

Alas, too late for Fate, she took a turn for the worse

Past the fork in the road, she did meet her damnation

 

January Writing Prompt – Fate took a turn for the worse at the fork in the road – Day 17/31

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