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The flush of spring in green pathways
Beckon the robins’ song
Bees busily at their work on
Flowers budding profusely in verdant fields
Branches sighing with relief as new leaves start to unfurl
Fauna birthing, eggs hatching in nests
The world joyful in season.
https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/20/quadrille-102/#like-19773
I know I left it here, somewhere. I remember these trees and how easy I thought it would be to find it again, after. That was before, when I thought I would be free to come back to this place. Now everything, every bit of the forest floor is covered in leaves. Summer pathways of green long since disappeared, and it all looks the same.
I buried the box in the spring, not knowing it would be months before I could retrieve it, after you’d gone, when it was safe. Memories of the secret dalliance into a different world now seem to be lost forever.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/04/21/photo-challenge-312/#like-19858
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I remember the evening, I remember it well
The strawberry daiquiri, that’s when I fell
The strong liquor with a fruity taste
Your lips puckering, and that face
Trying to smile with squinting eyes
The sweet sour sensation you tried to disguise
I took advantage of the crinkle of lips
That’s when my heart took the trip
Though my first love years ago I recall
You still taste like that memory, and I still fall.
http://godoggocafe.com/2020/04/21/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-tuesday-april-22-2020/
Your eyes, striking blue
Hair curled in black
A smile of perfection given easily
Arms encircling providing safety
Whispered words to melt me
The stuff of legends, true
Is what I see in you.
https://amanpan.com/2020/04/20/eugis-weekly-prompt-legend-april-20-2020/
Isn’t it interesting
Seeing solutions
To companies’ fates
Wanting restitution
As the virus dictates
You’re closed!
Dwindling coffers
Customers too
Now they suffer
Like me and you
Since when do they deserve better
Than the homeless and poor
Who always have government asking for more?
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I wrote an A to Z Challenge about protest for the letter P. In no way did I mean to suggest protests to open the country again, so I need to make that clear.
My protest days are over but what I was trying to say was, be vigilant, vote if you want to change the way things are, in general, such as corporations getting huge tax breaks, medical help for all and putting children first.
In no way do I think the country should be open again, with people out and about till this crisis is over.
I do not advocate violence in protests. There is a better way.
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“Another sob story, Brian? Why aren’t you dressed? We’re going to be late!” Joe put his coat in the car and walked up to Brian with certainty in his steps. His brother’s heavy idoneous ranting of excuses was getting Joe next to the boiling point.
Brian seemed to exclude anything positive in his life, trying to be his own man, preferring to be alone. In solitude he was free to absorb all the beige of life and forget the colors of spontaneity and adventure.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/04/20/wordle-186-3/#like-19853
The crash woke him up. The gin bottle shards spread across the desk, glittering on the computer keys. Another fruitless night trying to finish the great American novel.
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/04/20/three-things-challenge-211/
Welcome, new moon glow
Light the clear path once again
With hopeful bright shine
We need the luminescence
To rejuvenate our hearts.
I see this morning I put the wrong title on my A to Z post. Probably doesn’t matter in the midst of a world crisis, but hey…bet no one even noticed!😂 That’s what happens when you can’t sleep and try to keep your mind from realizing you can’t sleep! Uh–maybe I need the net…
I find creativity is not lost here on the WP site. Amazing poems, great stories, beautiful photos and art…we have it all folks! So if you are bored, take a wander into the reader and explore, try a new challenge, be free to be you!
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