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Final Bow

we do our best
we try to aim
to reach the skies
to play the game

to live a life
of love and stars
of peace and joy
and no more wars

but we are tied
to earth and soil
we breathe the air
of nature’s toil

it may not be
we might not reach
the dreams we dreamed
the tales we teach

our flesh weighs down
it cannot be
that we are freed
into liberty

so take a moment
and say a prayer
blow it softly
into the air

all will pass
and this we know
struggles will end –
a final bow.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/soil/

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Glass Bomb

I bottled inside of me

My anger and rage 

The pressure built up 

As I tightened the grip

Tighter and tighter 

I held the glass bomb

My hands were at risk 

My arms, face, my life 

I closed my eyes 

I prayed in the still 

Seconds ticked by

My heart counted time.

BOOM!

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/bottle/

Blossoms


I looked to others 

I looked for love 

I looked to fill 

My thirsty soul

All others failed 

They loved elsewhere

I was stranded 

Without air

I stopped awhile 

I saw the world

Flowers and blossoms 

And did all I could

To cherish life

To be aware 

Of moments passing –

Windswept hair 

Here today

Gone tomorrow

The cycles continue

Joy and sorrow

Summer and winter

Night and then days

Live every moment 

Feel the sun’s rays!

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/blossom/

something new

and so the wheel turned again

leaving one scene behind and

introducing another, the old

and the new, the past and the

present and the future, all

merging into one, evolving

and forming and changing,

never standing still, wisdom

of the ancients stand firm:

things change and things

falls apart and things come

together sometimes to 

create

something new

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/create/

Puncture


Well, this was a timely one word choice, because look what happened this very morning. I was on my way out, bright and early, and lo and behold, I was not going anywhere. Dang!

I turned to my thirteen year old. Can you change a tyre. He shrugged his shoulders, no?

Well, life lesson my boy! He can now change a tyre 😀

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/puncture/

Under My Skin

Thrills pulsate down my spine

As you stand so close

A new flesh

A new scent

A new touch

Excitement courses through my veins

As the anticipation climbs

Will your kiss be rough?

Will it be tender

Will it be hungry

Will it devour?

You’re under my skin.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tender/

 

Secret Message

For one day only
I will tell you my thoughts
I will write them down for you
Tomorrow they will be erased
What I have to say will all be gone
No trace of these words will ever remain

I would like you to know how much I love you
The pain in my chest when I think of you
The longing to be close to you
The desire of my heart

But it can never be
It will never be
All that will remain
Is a blank page

With no words typed
Or written
No trace of any words
At all

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/trace/

Impressions

It took three years and then some 

To pull me down 

Destroy 

Make me less than 

Unworthy

Unloved.

My impression is that 

Truthfully 

It was all about him.

It took one encounter 

To lift me up 

Encourage 

Believe in me 

And see my smile

My truth 

My worth.

My impression is that 

Thankfully

It is all about us.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/impression/