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A Pile of Ashes ~ #poetry #freeverse

05 Monday Jun 2017

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Thoughts..because of the terrorism attacks taking place around the world…Be safe.


The warmth was no more

Much like the black char of

An empty fireplace, barren

Of fire, a flame diminished

The heat, no longer, a spark

Doused by many, rekindled

By none, who knew not why

Nor how, to stoke the flames

Repair the resilience, before

Humanity, is but a pile of ashes

 

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Distant Shores ~ #DailyPostPrompt

04 Sunday Jun 2017

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Through faraway lands and distant shores

We sailed with the waters, like ravaged whores

Crossing the ocean, to find what was ours

Clawing and scratching, tearing at scars

Opening wounds, those we best not forget

These were the ones, filled with little regret

They showed just who we were all meant to be

Our struggles were real, as we returned to the sea

 

Source – The Daily Post ~ Distant

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Non-existent ~ #poetry

04 Sunday Jun 2017

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Who am I?

No air fills my lungs

I breathe in, taking all I can

Slowly, yet glutinous, never enough

To bring me back from the depths

Nor revive me, still

I struggle, gasp, in the non-existent

My eyes, blank, like the night sky

Clouded over, light diminished

Never to return, forgotten

Like a rag doll, I struggle

To find the time, that time

When the world was beautiful

And so was I

 

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Imaginary ~ #DailyPostPrompt

03 Saturday Jun 2017

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Though no one ever sees her

You always know she’s near

To pass away the hours

And help you quiet fears

You never have to worry

She’ll be with you till the end

To keep your secrets hidden

Your best imaginary friend

 

Source:  The Daily Post – Imaginary

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Mama’s Musical Ear ~ #poetry

03 Saturday Jun 2017

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Mama heard noises, those sounds in the night

Growing much louder, they gave her a fright

Voices came calling, symphonies would play

Nowhere was an orchestra, much to mama’s dismay

No one to talk to, I think mama was cracked

But she insisted these noises, just keep coming back

Turns out she’s not crazy, not one little bit

The doctor, she said, put a finger on it

The music and voices, she heard them, quite clear

All on account of her musical ear

 

Musical ear syndrome (MES) describes a condition seen in people who have hearing loss and subsequently develop auditory hallucinations. (Google)

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