Trust

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Trusting in your love for me, I
Remember the grace towards your child
Undying to the very end, my
Saviour you will always be
Till the moon and sun slip away

Engagement Sestina

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In the morning hours, the shrill ring
Of birds chirping woke me that day
Many years ago, and I wondered what might be in store
For me. I could feel a quickening love
In my heart so without delay I rose
Up from my warm and comforting bed.

Hastily I threw back the crumpled bed
Covers noticing the marks of a ring
Of water around my crystal rose
Vase where it had been spilt the previous day.
I waited for my partner love
To arrive with a gigantic store

Of fresh lilies from the flower store
As every morning I place freshly cut blooms on our bed-
Side table – to find out that romantic love
Was in the air, as fresh as a ring
Of jasmine scenting the early day.
My heart skipped beats as I was handed a delicate red rose

As my partner bent on one knee, taking me by surprise. After he rose
Up he led me to the jewelry store.
It turned out to be our engagement Day!
We had a lunch of a salad bed
Garnished with a fresh ring
Of condiments as we celebrated our Love.

For ours was no ordinary love
As the most beautiful rose
Could testify, with an engagement ring
To seal the grace held in store
For the rest of our lives and when I went to bed
That night I felt it had been the most perfect day.

A few weeks later, on my wedding Day
A celebration usually reserved for love
We stood near a well-tended garden bed
Of the most beautiful scented rose
Trees and looked forward to a store
Of love and exchanged a wedding ring.

We savored wines the colour of deep rose
And as we embarked on a lifetime in store
For us we listened to the church bells ring

This is an attempt of a sestina inspired by Sam of Another Voice
She explains the structure in her post:
https://tokillamimingbird.wordpress.com/2015/02/16/sestina-the-surprise-of-a-lifetime/

It might be my one and only sestina ever

Fruit Salad

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Five a Day.”

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I would choose berries,
Mango, melon, kiwifruit,
Grapes and ripe cherries

Being Ten

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My teacher is in town
She taught me as a child
Thirty years following on
I showed her my new home

When I was ten
And she loomed large
This day would have been
A lifetime away

And here we are
And this is now
Lifetimes away
From being ten

Cee’s Black & White Challenge

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Construction looms
Breaking the sky
With structures
Of steel

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Construction

Limerick of Sydney

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We left our home in the country
To settle in the city of Sydney
My face got burnt
My lesson was learnt
So never went back to the sea

Multiple Me

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Clone Wars.”

The first of me would write poetry
The second of me would be a Mum
Or maybe the order of those would be
Swopped around, leaving the third of
Me to work in Information Technology
And the fourth of me to project manage
The multiple versions of Me – one, two and three

Your Eyes

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Your eyes are as bright
As the shades emitted from
Fine features of pure delight
With every breath you take your
Love shines deeper shades of light