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Little Did I Know

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Little Did I Know

What you might see
on the surface
is not necessarily
what is so

Little did I know
when they took
an interest
in my heart
the beat of my heart would become their own
the rhythm of my song
would become their own
the splatter of my paint
would become their own

It was only when
I found out
I didn’t know who I was anymore

The light came on

My heart started a rhythm
to the song I owned
my paint became brilliant
to my own eyes

Little did I know
but I know now
it was the rhythm of the rain
that made me grow

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National Poetry Month Day 18 has been penned. Thanks to the prompt from
Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides: “For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Little (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write your poem. Possible titles include: “Little Guy,” “Little Richard,” “Little Mermaid,” “Little Italy,” and “Little Words That Pack a Big Punch.” I think if you think about it for a little bit, you’ll find a big (or little) poem to write.”

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Reasons

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Reasons why I love you-in no particular order

Sparks of romance
Laughter plenty
Whimsy
Submersion
Sensibleness

Reasons why I can never let you go

Sparks of romance
Laughter plenty
Whimsy
Submersion
Sensibleness

Reasons why I will continue to be yours

All of the above and one more
Connectedness, not possible with another living soul

And there you have it, love

You are stuck with me
Or so I hope

It all depends on how you feel

Backsies?

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There’s my day #17 National Poetry Month poem!
Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides was my prompt source:

“For today’s prompt, write a reason poem. If this prompt seems unreasonable, just remember all the reasons you write poetry or enjoy cooking, dancing, singing, etc. Or provide a reasoned argument for your lack of reason. Only you know your reasons.”

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No Contest – Six Sentence Story

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No Contest

No contest, was the verdict at the court of the common law heathens, on one cold day in the mountains. Uncle Johnny spit out the menthol lozenge and grabbed a smoke from the pack of Camels, nestled in his rolled-up sleeve. Spitting out tobacco from his unfiltered smoke, Johnny winked at Darlene, “You ain’t got nothing to worry about, darling, we been through worse; Honey, it’s gonna be all right.”

Darlene looked at Johnny with her big, brown eyes, “I know, sweetheart, you always take care of me and this ain’t nothing but a thing, a hurdle that no Johnny I know will let bother him.”

Johnny took Darlene’s hand and led her to his truck, head held high, gait in charge, fumbling with the keys, dropping them on the ground, down on his knees, he knelt. “Darlene, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

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That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Want to participate? Go on over to
Girlie on The Edge and join the fun!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: CONTEST 

 

 

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Assurance of A Love to Last

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I am using one of my favorite poetry forms called Pantoum  I discovered this form of poetry several years ago and have written a few. You will see them in my next book.

Assurance of A Love to Last

assurance of a love to last
what we wish for all the more
to not pretend and to be free
allowing risk to take control

what we wish for all the more
to have a love that moves with ease
allowing risk to take control
feeling the full ocean breeze

to have a love that moves with ease
and have no worries about the taste
feeling the full ocean breeze
fully tinguate your face

and have no worries about the taste
is to allow all time to flow
fully tinguate your face
surrendering to what’s below

is to allow all time to flow
enough to give you what you need
surrendering to what’s below
can you keep up with fervent speed

enough to give you what you need
assurance of a love to last
can you keep up with fervent speed
to not pretend and to be free

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Today’s National Poetry Month poem is about Love based on the prompt from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog.

“Write a love poem. All you need is love.
Write an anti-love poem. Or not.”