Her spirit remains
long after she is
physically gone
some kind of imprint
a sense of warmth
not quite manifest
but still felt on
a spiritual level
it lingers as if
reluctant to leave
even if it is
not tangible

Her spirit remains
long after she is
physically gone
some kind of imprint
a sense of warmth
not quite manifest
but still felt on
a spiritual level
it lingers as if
reluctant to leave
even if it is
not tangible
Walls decorated
The same, yet missing the bright
Smiles that made it home.
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bright patch of sunshine
sweet solace under the oak
time — a silhouette
bound between sound of falling leaves
where you reach for my hand
he is on his knee
looking up at her
with hope in his eyes
he holds her hand
the ring in the other
that eternity where
he suspends his breath
and hopes he can
always share it with her
Ideas come and go
What was modern yesterday
looked fresh and new
now looks dated and old
Bright colours get washed away
but the dust lasts for ever.
The question hung like
The Sword of Damocles, just
Begging for a fall.
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October #BlueSkyPoetry Prompts
Theme: "What Remains" - (PART 2)
Slogan: What Changes. What Fades. What Remains.
Use the exact hashtag #BSPP58
to share each of your creations
for any of the days of October
that you choose to write.
Hellish midnight
nearly forgotten dreads emerge
crashing the dam of tension,
banshee's spectral shrieks
haunt the sinful and malefic mortals
crossing liminal passage
of infernal catacombs
who shunned the deathly knells
sounding memento mori.
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A fleeting sense
of lightness
and freedom
as I approach
the end of the road
burdens fall from
my weary shoulders
the weight lifts
my back is unbowed
the sensation of touch
returns with great joy
4/5
...snowflakes
Cover my branches
It was not my intent to drink his blood
Now I am incensed
At humanity's
Primeval chicanery
And atrocities
Wait until my roots are free...
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Absent from my mind,
The nearly forgotten ring,
A hurt that hollows.
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Darkly luminous twilight
beguiling vampire
drunk on a delta of desires
wooing a naive belle
with his satanic splendor,
velvety cruelty oozes through
his sweetly venomous kisses,
eluding his bloodthirsty bite
is a fruitless pursuit.
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The teddy bear sits
waits for loving arms
that will never come again
the glassy eyes stare
at the nursery door
wonders why she is gone
The bride sits at her trousseau
tonight she stares at her mirror
not yet a wife, but soon
the time here is precious
if only she can peer into the glass
and divine her future
but right now she is frozen between
The mighty oak tree
springs from a small acorn
witness through the years
generations come and gone
children frolic under its branches
to become adults at the picnic
the seasons come and go
it silently marks the time
A home to twenty
Generations of squirrel,
A family tree.
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