Tag: Writing
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The Storm
Winds rasp as they build up pace Rattling through passage, any open space Rattling chains and swirling sticks Rattling nerves and primitive instincts Rubbing up and down this way or t’other Pranking letterboxes, moving covers Rain soaks legs that planned for better Coats and brollies make them wetter All bar none escape the caper ‘Part…
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StarStruck
She trod all respectable stages Tumultuous applause resonated, suppressing silence A really sensational singer throughout Reversely she sought the afterlife Secretly she tried all roads This is my response to my Letters from the Stars challenge. Not the cheeriest, I might add, but stardom has its downs as well as its ups.
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The Key to the Light
The key was the light The light was the key Pure and bright for those who could see Lighting the way Opening doors Fiery passion that can’t be ignored The key is the light The light is the key Enchanting Ethereal And enlightening me. The more I look, the more I see, but I’ve decided…
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Shadowlands
Desert sands in deserted streets Rippled by the winds of time Shadowlands has an added treat As the New Moon is sublime Echoes fade as darkness falls Edged by a brilliant blue Bathing deserted streets and walls In an electric cosmic hue From silent alleys shadows appear Of folk who decided to stay Forgotten folk…
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Near Death Experience / Reassessment
My Words: Tears. Lock. Clock. Cogs. Age. Jack. Lad. Slot. Tag. Glad. (10) Stream of Consciousness based on a true story. The traffic grid-locked, although ahead my lane is clear. Indicate. Pull out. Drive forward. Traffic lights red ahead. Dead ahead. Jack-the-lad in white van decides he wants my lane and pulls out into my…
The Mansionic Perspective 