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Golden Wings ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

22 Saturday Dec 2018

Posted by in December Writing, Poems, Poetry

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She lays herself down, upon her bed
Nestles snugly, on gossamer strings
Visions, restless, swirling in her head
As voices, of a choir, so sweetly sing

The form of an angel, tis what she sees
With ethereal light, dancing, around her
She ponders, what the meaning could be
Letting the feeling, totally, surround her

She knows now, she will never be the same
Her destiny holds more important things
For in her dreams, a heavenly being came
And she awoke, dressed only, in golden wings

 

December Writing Prompt – Heavenly creatures featured boldly in her dreams – Day 22/31

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Winter Solstice ~ #poetry #RDP

21 Friday Dec 2018

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On the shortest day, and the longest night

When the winter solstice appears, anew

Let us gather round, be warm in its light

While we bid, dear autumn, a fond adieu

 

Ragtag Daily Prompt – Solstice

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Evening Stroll ~ #poetry #winter

21 Friday Dec 2018

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My footsteps, impressions, a story in rhyme

Water below me, frozen in time

Mirrored reflections, covered in snow

Over the bridge, back home I shall go

Where winter has left its mark on my soul

Dusted, with memories, from my evening stroll

 

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Shattered State ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

21 Friday Dec 2018

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In his shattered state, he couldn’t decompress

Someone tried to kill him which added more distress

Air came, in shorter spurts, a gasp, here and there

Shards of glass, sliced his skin, he was in despair

When he found his wits, he peered through the hole

Wondered how the piercing bullet, didn’t take his soul

What he saw made him jump, he tumbled to the floor

He had escaped so many times, he couldn’t anymore

The reaper had come calling, waited for him to depart

Not letting him get away again, death took his evil heart

 

December Writing Prompt – Decompression arrived quickly after the window blew out – Day 21/31

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Life can be Easy ~ #poetry #FOWC

20 Thursday Dec 2018

Posted by in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry

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Life could be as easy, as making a snowman in the yard

Or playing in the fallen snow, and skating on the pond

But somehow things are different, and life can be so hard

Just remember to keep living, in the now and far beyond

 

FOWC with Fandango – Easy

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