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Three Things Challenge #M722

Anthony17 Comments

Your three words today are:

ELECT

SUSPECT

REJECT

Three Things Challenge #M722

Forthcoming Road to Nowhere

If a suspect is elected

After all ballots have been collected

Then all justice has been rejected

And none of us will be protected

No matter how it’s dissected

Our society is infected

By all the politician’s inflected

And the politic’s the voters neglected

I hope things get corrected

My opinions, now just injected

Hopefully no one‘s offended as suspected

If I am, then I stand corrected

So my creativity will now be redirected…

-aaa

Three Things Challenge M713

Anthony3 Comments
Three Things Challenge #M713

Love, it can get Messy

Crash burn fizzle and fry

Each time we give love a try.

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It’s very messy stuff you see

Between people such as you and me.

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We try our best with the best inventions

But it all goes “tilt”, even with good intentions.

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Yet once again we reach out try

To find mutual love before we die.

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Some says it’s simple like nouns or gerunds

Though to me, I still feel it’s fools errand.

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It’s truly more than holding and kissing

We’re trying to find that part of us that’s missing.

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So venture out, and make new friends

With hope our foolish quests, one day will end….

-aaa

Three Things Challenge M705

Anthony17 Comments

Your three words today are:
INITIAL
INDICATE
INSTRUCT

Three Things Challenge #M705

Thank you as always, Pensivity101 I love these challenges.

Intuition Heartbreak

Your initial instructions led to my deductions

I wish there were more to say

Think to myself, and utilized the impressions

That you were throwing me away.

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Intuition indicates your feelings for me weren’t true

And I myself feel a fool for loving you…

-aaa

Three Things Challenge # M701

Anthony3 Comments

Three Things Challenge #M701 | pensitivity101

Today’s three things challenge our poem to include one more of the following words:

ASHEN
PALE
COLOURLESS

Death’s Ashen Face

Her face was colorless and pale.

Her skin, ashen and cool to the touch.

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She lay in the box her eyes were closed.

Her hands perfectly folded on her chest.

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Hands folded softly together as if in prayer.

They’d never move from that position.

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Her face and body were gauntly thin.

The disease that took her life took the rest of her long before.

She had been my favorite aunt, godmother, and most important person in my life.

Now, all that remained was an empty shell

Of the person I had known from birth to age 32.

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It wasn’t enough time not nearly enough.

And all I have now are memories.

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I have registered several angry complaints with Universe.

But alas, nothing has or will change, she’s gone.

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The funny thing about grief, it never ever ends.

You just integrate it into your everyday life.

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These nearly 20 years she’s been gone still hurt like it was yesterday.

Some of the best parts of my heart are and soul buried with her to this day…

-aaa