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NaPoWriMo Day 14 My Magic Brew I am not a magician so Don’t think of me as such Though I brew a magic potion Which lets me do so much Some can’t stand the taste of it To some it tastes like life Some hate it if you add to it Aren’t happy with no…
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NaPoWriMo Day 10 The World That Was Old trees, old friends, gone now to the mill Here where once of old I dwelt Tall trees, strong trunks, now an empty hill Their passing so keenly felt Tall trees, old trees, now there’s none remain ‘Neath whose fragrant boughs I’d rest Small trees, wind warped, claim…
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NaPoWriMo Day 9 Alone There’s far less things that frighten me My fears have changed As time has passed I’m less concerned My psyche less deranged What people think, what people say Why did I care? Their thoughts and words cannot harm me There is no danger there In blackest night, when darkest thoughts Whirl…
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NaPoWriMo 2026 Day 6 Things I Could’ve Said Is it better to regret sometimes a thing that we have said or words that sit still on our tongue and live within our head There’s times that I have said a thing caused hurt which was not meant Yet other times I’ve held my tongue ‘til…
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NaPoWriMo Day 4 Today’s prompt was “Morning”. There is a place I love next to a lake. I love to sit on the west bank of the lake and watch the sun come up across the water. It truly is the best reason to get up ludicrously early on a weekend. This poem is about…
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NaPoWriMo Day 2 The prompt for day two was to write about a beloved childhood object you still have. I didn’t have much as a kid, and less still has made it this far with me. But books are something I tend to hold onto. One in particular fit this. The Collected Works of Rudyard…
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NaPoWriMo Day 1 So last year, I had a lot going on, so I didn’t really do the poetry wriiting challenge. After more than ten years, it felt like I didn’t really have any left to give. Apparently I just needed a break. This Loss My broken soul each time I look See empty space…
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Flash fiction February Day 11 Remnants – Reminders – Heartbreak – Absence Everything of yours is still here. The bed where you slept. Your favourite snacks. Everything where it was before you left. I can’t bring myself to get rid of anything. I can’t even bear to move them. It would be like pretending you…
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Music is Life Music moves the human soul More sure than anything From classical to modern rock To lullabies we sing There’s nothing else will speak to us Reach out and touch our hearts Like that one song which resonates In our most secret parts From goths with Evanesence in The headphones on their ears…
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