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#OctPoWriMo2018#8-12

Heart and Emotions #OctPoWriMo2018 #8 Tortured emotions Tortured heart Heart smitten Heart ensnared Ensnared by love Ensnared by hope Hope that grows Hope that swells Swells to fill the earth Swells to fill the soul Soul that warms Soul that... Continue Reading →

To the Girl Before Me #OctPoWriMo2018 #7

You never breathed You never made it home Our parents gave me Your name So I feel that you Are always near A presence at my side To guide and protect You have no gravestone No marker here Other than... Continue Reading →

Together We Stand #OctPoWriMo2018 #6

Loneliness is defeated And solitude chased away Let us roam together Through the woods By river, stream and sea No more the solitary life Confined to a single path We will conquer the world Step by step Putting the world... Continue Reading →

Veto this #OctPoWriMo2018 #5

Mother O mother You are denied Your bounty is raped Away Life Is nothing Nor beauty either Only the money matters Now Nature Is doomed For man's greed All else is spurned Ignored Listen The birds Are silent now No... Continue Reading →

The Quokka and the Quahog #OctPoWriMo2018 #4

The quokka grins - a happy chap With photobombs and selfies Fearless and furry madcap Like a marsupial Ewok buddy Friendly and oh so cute Posing with random delight 'The happiest animal on earth' Is beloved for his open joy... Continue Reading →

No risk?? #OctPoWriMo2018 #3

Come, we are open for business Your proposals we now can bless The people are just mindless sheep Let them talk and protest and weep but we digress. The mine will be a huge success With jobs and wealth we... Continue Reading →

Surrender OctPoWriMo2018 #1

I say goodbye to you. Though I am not ready, I know it is the only way. Today I surrender you To a certainty of life. My love will go with you Until we meet again I shed all my... Continue Reading →

Blackbird song (1st draft)

The blackbird he calls and chants his song His trills echo and carry to his mate The chattering and warbling grows into a tale That they know well and I eavesdrop On a glorious chorus of sound.  

Memories #NaPoWriMo2018 #25

Where shall we go today? For a walk on the moon? Or a swim under the sea? We can explore anywhere And everywhere. Any time or no time at all And where does this magic happen? In our minds, in... Continue Reading →

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