Up Close

May 21, 2011

Up close she was as she had seemed –
perfect to the highest grade;
flawless to the finest detail.

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Up close, she was just as a masterpiece,
edges cracked and colours smudged,
that from afar one would not see,
but rarely was he close enough to care.

 

 

Inspired by @MyWordWizard‘s prompt: “Up close, she was…”

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ix. Upside Down

March 17, 2011

All we knew was back to front,
our left, was now our right.
Our night was day, our yes was no,
our black became our white.

Not a thing made sense;
the rules had all been bent,
the past had been erased,
the future had been spent.

Our world was upside down;
our lives were inside out;
our time was running in reverse
yet we still smiled throughout.

 

 

Inspired by the following image prompt from @MyWordWizard:
“Our world was upside down…”

viii. Twitter

March 16, 2011

We chose different paths,
It seemed to be the only way,
But though they rarely cross,
I think about her every day.

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Everything we knew before escaped us
right when we needed it most.
All we had learned, all we’d been told,
faded into ignorance, leaving us lost.

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Nature’s fury makes sure we have not forgotten,
Reminds us who is boss.
‘Hand of God’ or ‘Way of the World’,
We are nothing in comparison.
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I would sit.

Yes. Those were the days.
When sitting was something by itself.
Now when I sit,
I am writing emails,
Making phonecalls,
Having my hair cut.
I never just sit,
Anymore.

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Why?
The five year old asks,
Again and again,
And is told to stop.
That five year old,
Is at his wisest,
When asking, “why?”.

 

 

Inspired by the following prompts from @MyWordWizard:
“We chose different paths…”
“Everything we knew before…”
“Nature’s fury…”
“I would sit…”
“Why…”

xxiv. Not Yet

February 2, 2011

The pain was good. He needed it.
He trembled at how good it felt.
He didn’t plan to fall into the pit;
Just peer over the edge. He knelt,
Down on the ground, his body taut,
And leaning forward pushed the knife,
Against his skin. ‘Ah, yes,’ he thought.
To feel the thrill of gambling with his life

 

 

Inspired by @PoetNub‘s prompt: “The pain was good…”