Pumpkin Spice (Day 4, poem)

Pumpkin Spice

She smelt of pumpkin spice

and all things really nice

she was so good and sweet

her taste couldn’t be beat

she collapsed in my arms like a prop

as I drained her of every last drop

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt Day 4 – Pumpkin Spice provided by Sammi Cox’s 13 Days of Samhain.

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Silence – Six Pieces (poetry)

 

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Spring

 

after the thunderstorm

silence hangs in the air

 

a bright sun reflects

off the damp concrete

 

*

 

Lost Love vol. 7

 

we don’t talk

anymore

I’m erased

out of your

life

 

there is

only silence

left between

us

 

*

 

Deckmaster

 

when I play the card

only silence from

the other players

 

they know the game

is over

 

*

 

Food!

 

after I walk

back into the

kitchen the

silence from

the microwave

suggests dinner

is ready

 

*

 

Oops!

 

upon switching on the

new particle accelerator

all matter was ripped apart

leaving silence & empty

void

 

*

 

Darkness

 

once the sounds

of gunshots fade

 

all that is left

are dead bodes

 

& a shocked

silence

 

Joanne Fisher

 

These were all written with the prompt silence provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #100. Word count was 16, though in some cases I didn’t include the prompt in the count which is in the rules.

 

I was at a loose end this afternoon so I sat in my bed listening to music and wrote these…

 

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