Tag: #dreaming
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Quiet ~ #Poetry
When I woke up this morningI thought my hearing had been takenLooking from my windowI could see no cars on the roadNo people walking byI knew I would miss themVenturing outsideI realised there was no bird songI cannot be the only person left on the planetI heard a voice say, you’re notWe wanted to show…
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Kiss #Poetry
ABOUT US: For those new to our website and blog, we would like to thank you for visiting. Between us, we write in several different genres, so there should be something for everyone to enjoy. Anita cannot abide computers, so I (Jaye) do all the technical (oily rag) stuff! We try to keep our website…
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The Bubble… #Poetry
I am stuck inside her chewing gum bubbleI feel her hot air holding the shapeBecoming thinnerI can almost see the outside worldShe’s blowing slow, hoping it won’t breaktrying for the Guinness Book of RecordsMan stands beside her, clipboard in handStop clock ticking, time almost upWhat happens to me when the bubble bursts?As a small part…
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Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Challenge
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#TANKA TUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 214, #THEMEPROMPT This month’s theme is: Dreams DoesDreamingcome from adifferent bedDo we dream their dreams?Is it sad and lonely?Do we enter the unknownA universe of do it twiceWhere any old dream they think will dofor a night spent in someone else’s bed… © Anita Dawes 2021
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#MLMM ~ Wordle #228 ~ #Poetry
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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Let the records show I am indissoluble.I would survive a sudden dipping in lime.Some people come up smelling of roses.I am one of them.I am anodyne, I would not like to offend anyone.Better I were pulled through a gathering backwards.Where I pull my hair, trying to wake.Ahead, I see a three-sided symbolwith a…
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Last Night’s Dream… #Poetry
Last Night’s Dream My youngest son ran off across the parkI thought he won’t go farHe crossed the bridgeOver a large pond, the water almost blackI am screaming now, Stop!Too late, he falls inWith me a second behind himI dive in, fully clothed, visibility poorI could just make outthe form of a small bodyGrabbing hold…
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Can I stay? #Poetry
Broken dreamsWhere many hands reach for meTearing pieces of my mindI’m somewherewhere the screaming never endsHave I crossed over to the dark side?Is my soul lostAlong with the pieces of my mind?The ground I walk onIs no longer as solid as it used to beCan I save some small part of me?Will I find a…
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The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 462
Dreaming of cotton candy daysThrough a cacophony of birdsongI pull my bed cover to caress my chinCan I stay in bed today?Colour my thoughtsAs to who I want to be tomorrow.I hear the blackbird callThis takes me back to childhoodConkers and sunshineOh, how I covet yesterday… ©anitadawes 2020