For The Sunday Muse Prompt #124:
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The King surveys his
realm, from his perch high atop
a dry, wizened tree.
This is what freedom
is, to roam without a care
and be one with the
earth.
For The Sunday Muse Prompt #124:
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The King surveys his
realm, from his perch high atop
a dry, wizened tree.
This is what freedom
is, to roam without a care
and be one with the
earth.
For The Sunday Muse prompt #118:
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In the chaos of
water meeting water and
breaking free, each splash
a hop of joy freed
to twirl and twist and kick and
be, a body bent
fluidly flowing
like a shout of delirious
joy, life echoes.
For Day 27, the prompt is to write a poem in the form of a review of something not normally reviewed such as a mother-in-law, the moon, or the year 2020…I went for me, the prodigal in need of forgiveness 🙂
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Offends seventy
times seven times but returns
for forgiveness. Me
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a poem of over-the-top compliments. Pick a person, place, or thing you love, and praise it in the most effusive way you can. Here goes:
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You smile. Your eyes dance.
Morning breaks with glorious light.
Forgotten, Night’s fears.
For the Sunday Muse prompt #73.
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Beneath the garb of
Prudence and propriety
deep delight can lurk.
Photo by Thiago Matos from Pexels. For the Sunday Muse prompt #67
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Even broken things can
sometimes find a use: jagged
edges catching light,
a half-face teasing
memory, and imagination.
Life, reinvented.
St Albans Cathedral, one December day. For the prompt, Wish:
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For fulfilled desires,
For the Loved Ones to return
Again in peace. Wish.
For the Photo Challenge, Against The Odds
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Sometimes, between a
Rock and a hard place, Â beauty
Springs. Against the odds.
For the prompt, Criticise.
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To chide with Grace and
Encourage, not criticise
Everyday I pray.
Image Source: Worthy of Elegance (Unsplash); for the Daily Prompt, Tremble
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Inhale the scent of
Mint, wafting up. Tremble as
The warmth soothes your bones