12 Thursday Oct 2017
Posted in October Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Music held her in a spell
A sound that brought to life
Forgotten times, of yesterday
Her life, now filled with strife
Each note became her solace
As she played to her despair
For no one knew what she hid
Behind her vacant stare
Writing Prompt: Vacant Stare – Day 12/31
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01 Monday May 2017
Posted in dark poetry, Poems, Poetry
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She cries out, into the silence
What about me?!
And nobody answers
Not even the echo of her voice
For this, this is her destiny
To be ever alone, forsaken
Left only with the sound
Of her very own screams
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05 Sunday Mar 2017
Posted in creative writing
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The sound, thunderous, like a storm unbridled. I held my head in my hands to stop the pain. It didn’t work, as the harder I pressed my fingers to my temples, the stronger the pounding became. I tried burying myself under a pillow, perhaps it would muffle the noise. I tried a different room. The sound dissipated, but only slightly, becoming a rather obnoxious thud, a cacophony of war drums, incessant and ceaseless. I dared to release my hands from my head and journey back into the other room, hoping the echoing had subsided and I could return to the peaceful silence I had before, but alas, there it was. That irritating rhythm, that knocking, that, now, what the ….? Who’s yelling?? Who’s yelling?!!
Hello!! Anyone home? Pizza delivery!
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30 Friday Dec 2016
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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Take heed to the sounds
Left by the waves, the echo
Of recurrent life
Should you like to participate in the challenge, simply link back to Morgan’s first post found HERE
Day 60/365
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14 Monday Nov 2016
Posted in Fiction
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He caught me
I was trying to hide it. The wee hours had their hold on me, again. Every night the same routine, except tonight. He caught me. The glare of the back light made it impossible to shield what I was doing. I thought I was rather quiet, but it didn’t matter.
Sound or no, he just waited for me to notice him. I did, but refused to acknowledge his stare. Ignoring something or someone is easy enough, until of course, the daggers being thrown in your direction eventually hit their target. Okay, okay, I get it.
I’m disturbing him. I could shade it with my hands. I could stop altogether but that’s not an option. No, I’ll just keep ignoring, he’ll just keep glaring, and then the battery died. I needed to plug my phone in. He smiled and rolled over. Damn, he wins every time.
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