Firestorm

January 2, 2019January 12, 2019 ~ ~M ~ 9 Comments

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Anger casually rises
Brimming to the top
Soon boiling over
Flaming arrows just won’t stop

Hitting their mark
Distressing pleas fill the room
This is their life
Another typical afternoon

Thanks to Michael for a whole month of writing prompts, click here to view them all; Firestorm

One last wish

January 2, 2019January 12, 2019 ~ ~M ~ 8 Comments

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Searching the depths
Of the starry night sky
Arms reaching out
With tears in her eyes

And yet once again
There was no reply
So she made her last wish
And said a final goodbye

For a month of writing prompts, click here; As she walked to the end of the wooden boards, the stars spoke to her.

Butterfly

January 1, 2019January 12, 2019 ~ ~M ~ 5 Comments

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Deceptively beautiful
Representing a lie
Those blue undertones
Of the magnificent butterfly

She flits from one blossom
Then off to another
Seeking another relic
To lavishly smother

Thanks to Michael for a whole month of writing prompts, click here to view them all; Butterfly

A lifetime of laughter could have saved them all.

January 1, 2019January 12, 2019 ~ ~M ~ 14 Comments

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He loved her dearly
And she loved him
But at last the two
Could never begin

For each was already
Betrothed to another
The fate of their lives
Decided by their mother

So off they both went
And married their intended
With gorgeous rings exchanged
The weddings were splendid

And yet sadness filled
Their unquenched desires
All hopes and dreams
Had permanently expired

And at the end of their lives
When their mothers were dead
The two yearning couples divorced
Marrying their darlings instead

And finally happiness
Bloomed at the very end
No longer did either of them
Have to pretend

A lifetime of love and laughter
Could have saved them all
If long-lasting traditions
Hadn’t been their downfall

For a month of writing prompts, click here; A lifetime of laughter could have saved them all.

Petulance

December 29, 2018January 12, 2019 ~ ~M ~ 24 Comments

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Sometimes I just want to wrap myself tightly
In faded old memories and beautiful regrets
Oh to be able to forget the present time
And just relive the days of juvenile delinquency
To be young and free with no more responsibility
But the world is unrelenting in its high and mighty ways
Creating senseless rules that have no rhyme or reason
And we become sucked into the pit of persuasion
Which forces us to admit beyond our better judgement
That we must be good, righteous, and truth bearing beings
And all it does is grow us up into boring, blundering, baboons
Many of whom have hardly any imagination left at all