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With a Whoosh – #NaPoWriMo – #AprilWriting – #poetry

29 Monday Apr 2019

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They dared me to do, so, I couldn’t say no
It was off to the airplane, my parachute in tow
As well as my fly mate, his name was Joe
Who said we could jump when the pilot said go!

I was ready, just waiting, to fall from the sky
Just me in the air, and oh, yeah, the other guy
Who told me it is fun, it’s really cool to fly
Not what I thought, as my wife waved goodbye

Did she know something, and wasn’t telling?
Oh Lord, what on Earth, is that awful yelling?!
It’s me, I’m screaming, it’s air I’m expelling
As for dear Joe, I hope it’s not smelling…

When I finally calmed myself, I tried not to frown
Things were far below me, I think there’s a town
I wonder if my family will now think me renown
Dressed in this outfit, falling, all the way down

The land was coming closer, what’s he waiting for?
Pull the string! Hey Joe! I no longer wish to soar
It’s too early for me to be knocking on Heaven’s door
With a whoosh, parachute up, I smiled, once more?

 

April Writing Prompts – Dynamics of destined duos – Day 29/30

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First in Line – #NaPoWriMo – #AprilWriting – #poetry

28 Sunday Apr 2019

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We decided to try a new restaurant
It just opened, down at the mall
The line was long, and we were hungry
We couldn’t wait that long at all

Looking about, we had trouble
Finding another spot we could eat
When hubby shouted, “Let’s go there!
I could really use some meat!”

Everyone thought he had lost it
He was pointing to Veggies Galore
Surely he wouldn’t suggest they make beef
Without easily starting a war

When we finally reached the door
We realized it wasn’t a dream
An eggplant, picketing outside the place
Held a sign, “Eat Beef!” , it screamed

We could help but laugh at him
This purple veggie, was feeling so fine
Soon enough, the crowds showed up
So glad we were first in line!

 

April Writing Prompts – Uneasy eggplant episodes – Day 28/30

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#writephoto – Which Way Should I go? – #Haibun #Senryu

13 Saturday Apr 2019

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The sky was a beautiful blue underneath white puffy clouds. I couldn’t help notice how green the landscape had become, after the harsh winter months. Walking along a path, I came across a sign, unmarked, and quite faded. It sent a tingle down my spine, as if it was sending me a message, although, it was surrounded by nettles. I couldn’t get close enough to see where it could send me, no matter how many different angles I approached it from. I could go in any of the directions it suggested, but exactly, where would I be going? Eventually, I decided to go east, to follow the sun, praying I had made the right choice.

 

Decisions to make
Endless possibilities
Ultimately mine

 

 

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It’s a Sign ~ #poetry #FOWC #RDP #DWP

22 Friday Mar 2019

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When thrown in a dungeon, about, ye should look

Written somewhere, a quite intriguing message

While guarding the keep, watching from his book

Only the dragon knows, this could well be a presage

 

Ragtag Daily Prompt – Book
FOWC with Fandango – Intriguing
Daily Word Prompt – Dungeon

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#writephoto – The Sign – #shortstory

16 Saturday Mar 2019

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“What did you do!!?”

“I, I did what you told me to do! Why are you so angry?” asked the little one.

“You did not do what I told you to do.” said Mama. “I give up, young lady. I don’t know why you can’t follow simple directions!”

Bewildered by her mother’s outburst, the little one sat, wistfully staring out the window. The moon was full tonight, her favorite time to watch it. “I don’t understand, Moon. She is so angry with me.” Of course, the moon didn’t answer. She just kept hanging around in a clouded sky. The little one just sighed. She had been doing that a lot lately. Mama expected so much from her, and she was only seven. Why wasn’t she allowed to be a child?

Born into witchcraft, Hailey was expected to be trained in the ways of the witches. But she had no desire to do so, and it showed. She kept messing up spells, and not listening when Mama told her what to do. She thought by now Mama would understand and stop pressing her. But it got worse. This time she had really done it.

“I don’t get it, any of it, “ she continued talking to the moon. “I don’t want to be a witch. I want to be a normal child. Do you think that will ever be? Oh, Moon, why won’t you talk to me?”

Hailey heard Mama coming back to the room, and she came to sit next to her. Hailey’s head was hanging down, and Mama gently lifted it with her hand. She saw the anguish in Hailey’s face, and realized, that perhaps, this life wasn’t going to work for her. She had dreamt of the day she would have a daughter, one to carry on after she had passed. But her daughter wasn’t like the others. She had a special quality about her, a glow none of the other children had. She folded her daughter into her arms, giving her a big hug.

“I’m sorry Mama…” Hailey began.

“Hush, child. It’s okay. I realize now, you aren’t meant to be a witch.”

“No, Mama, I don’t think I am. But I have a question. Why did you get so mad? I did what you told me to do.”

“Hailey, when I said take your hat and look for a sign, that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind!”

They both laughed, and the warmth of mother and child shined, a radiance like no other had ever seen.

 

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