24 Thursday May 2018
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Azure blue, the perfect sky
I sit and watch, and peacefully sigh
A flower blooms, in the softest pink
I’m lost in the meadow, and quietly think
How beautiful it is, to be able to see
A world, in pastels, so perfectly
May Writing Prompt: Pastel perspectives – Day 24/31
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23 Wednesday May 2018
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The windows gave no warning
Of the madness kept inside
She walked in silence, mourning
Searching for the soul who died
Wandering about, unknowing
She was quite simply an aberration
A mind filled with naught, overflowing
Condemned, in her own damnation
May Writing Prompt: Window of warning – Day 23/31
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22 Tuesday May 2018
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The sun set late, in the twilight sky
Stars twinkled softly, as clouds drifted by
I set my sights high, it was about to begin
The gathering of those, from dear Planet Nin
They came in the dark, when no one could see
Blending with the night, inconspicuously
Silently landing, not an inkling of din
Those three eyed creatures, were about to begin
Their ritual, for which I was privy to
The time had come, I knew what to do
Channeling my thoughts, I felt quite drained
As into their covey, I was ordained
Never again to be on my beloved Earth
It was for the better, my own rebirth
No longer buried, in my own chagrin
A new life awaited, on dear Planet Nin
May Writing Prompt: The night of nin – Day 22/31
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21 Monday May 2018
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Laid out on the table, for dinner
A plate of artichokes, and anchovies
Mom always scurried, around the kitchen
Singing her heart out, to Jon Bon Jovi
We didn’t have the courage to tell her
How much we disliked this combination
In fact, we didn’t want to eat either of them
But dear Mom, was so filled with elation
So we stomached the food before us
Though we tried to feed it to George, our pup
But he knew better, when Mom made this dish
He’d rather have dog food, than throw up
Author’s note: I apologize to any Bon Jovi fans, but I couldn’t think of anything else that rhymed with anchovy lol
May Writing Prompt: Artichokes and anchovies – Day 21/31
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20 Sunday May 2018
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So many pages, so many lies
Leather bound and yellowed
After all the passing years
The stories haven’t mellowed
Dog eared corners, wilted
Covered over, dusty layers
Marked, the chapters, bitter
By all the supporting players
No truths were ever spoken
White lies, against black ink
Were written by the scribblers
Who never stopped to think
May Writing Prompt: Leathery lies – Day 20/31
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