Free Verse, Poem

Lullaby

Written for OMIMM Weekly Writing Prompt #70
and the photo prompt shown below.
Here’s where the image took me.

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Free Verse, Poem

Digital Heartbeats

Written for Only Murders In My Mind
Weekly Writing Prompt #69
and for
Gerry & Sue’s Weekly Prompts The
One Day Prompt #15
. This week’s
inspiration is the photo seen below.
This is where my imagination went.

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Free Verse, Poem

Nickelodeon Nights

Written for W3 Prompt #168: Wea’ve Written Weekly
where David invites us to write about old-time wonders –
where cogs spin, gears click, and imaginations run on steam.
Here’s where my imagination took me. 

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Free Verse, Poem

Time Unfolds

Written for Sadje’s What Do You See #291
and Sue & Gerry’s Weekly Prompts – Β 
The One Day Prompt (13)
This is my response.

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Free Verse

Love Lost

Written for Sadje’s What Do You See # 257,
this is my free verse response.

In the 58 years since my birth, we were never close … just one of those sadly unfulfilled relationships between mother and daughter.

If she ever loved me, she didn’t show it. And, God forgive me, I did not love her.

Yet here I was visiting her at the nursing home.

Why? Was I driven by misplaced guilt?

Was I still seeking her approval? 

Invisible. That’s the only word that came to mind when my mother turned to look at me.

Her eyes were blank, her expression impassive.

And when she reached for my hand, I couldn’t stop my tears.

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#WDYS

This is β€œMother” by John Lennon

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Free Verse

His Jealous Mother

Written for dVerse Poets – Quadrille Monday 209 – Plucking Strings
Our host Lisa asks us to include the word “string(s)” in our piece.
This is my free verse poem based on a true story as told by my mother
.

My father’s mother hated my mother for marrying her son.

Returning from their honeymoon, my parents visited her mother, then his mother.

When his mother opened the door, she pushed my mother down the stairs, breaking the string of pearls around my mother’s neck.

NARΒ©2024
44 Words

This is β€œA String of Pearls” by Glenn Miller and His Orchestra.

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