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The Dakota Plains – #NovemberWriting #poetry

23 Friday Nov 2018

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I walk the lands freely, yes, this is my home

Over fields of green, through the plains, I roam

In the hills of the Dakotas, tis where I’m alive

Basking in the sunlight, just hoping to survive

See, the hunters find me an appetizing treat

And it’s only so fast I can run on these feet

So, cautiously I’ll wander, like a lonesome waif

Looking for a place, where I’ll finally be safe

 

November Writing Prompt – The Dakota plains – Day 23/30

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Fluid Movements ~ #poetry #RDP #FOWC

22 Thursday Nov 2018

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A journey to the ocean, fluid movements of water

Find their destiny, in a vast expanse, still churning

Raindrops, a cloud’s singular falling, gather together

Ever grateful, to their maker, to finally be returning

 

FOWC with Fandango – Fluid
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Grateful

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Imagination Set Free – #NovemberWriting #poetry

22 Thursday Nov 2018

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There is a special kind of wonder

In the eyes of a child, with a book

Eager to find out what happens

Ever anxious to take that first look

A place he goes for adventure

Each page, another journey, grand

With his imagination, set free, alive

In a world, only he understands

 

November Writing Prompt – Eager advancements – Day 22/30

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Windows to the Past – #NovemberWriting #poetry

21 Wednesday Nov 2018

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She recalls the past, so very clearly
Dates and times on which they’d occur
Memories are all she has, kept close
But this day, with me, is simply a blur

She laughs, about times, of long ago
Recalls moments, when life was hard
Until reality greets her, once again
And quickly, she puts up her guard

Refusing to let go, of all she holds dear
Oh, how she wants these moments to last
But I watch, as the days slip by, quicker now
As she stares, out the windows, of the past

 

November Writing Prompt – Windows to the past – Day 21/30

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Precious Moon ~ #poetry #FOWC

20 Tuesday Nov 2018

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My lunar orb, dear precious moon

Please shed your light, surround me

In the coldest heart, of the ebon sky

It’s your warmth, I need around me

 

FOWC with Fandango — Shed

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