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  • June 16, 2020

    Obliterate Me

    Obliterate Me The memory of your careless touch Makes me hate you ever so much You just took me with no regard Obliterated me and my heart Left the next day no goodbye Never saw the tears I cry So you can die for all I care Like ashes floating in the air I hope… Continue reading

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    hate, https://wp.me/p9PTFo-11G, https://wp.me/p9Zf6z-CT, obliterate, poetry, wod prompt
  • June 15, 2020

    My Newly Acquired Diamond Art Project-WOD Challenge-6-15-20

    My Newly Acquired Diamond Art Project Hey, happy Monday to all of you and how was your weekend? Mine was very good and I had company and got lots of things accomplished. Unfortunately, while doing yardwork, I guess I aggravated my knee again, (it’s never quite gotten over all those steps in Granbury a few… Continue reading

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    https://wp.me/p9PTFo-11w, https://wp.me/s9Zf6z-newly, newly, wod prompt
  • June 14, 2020

    The Rancor in Her Tone

    The Rancor in Her Tone He almost winced at the rancor in her tone The bitterness with which she spoke As she hurled accusations in his direction No thought or reflection Just adamant rejection Of what HE might be feeling at the time. Continue reading

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    https://wp.me/p9PTFo-11q, https://wp.me/s9Zf6z-rancor, poetry, rancor, wod prompt
  • June 12, 2020

    Seems the World is Backward

    Seems the World is Backward I’m almost ready for God to come take us. The world 🌎 has gone nuts. People are at each other’s throats and they have lost sight of the true reason why. We are dealing with a pandemic that some but not everyone believes is even real, on top of all… Continue reading

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    backward, https://wp.me/p9PTFo-11f, https://wp.me/p9Zf6z-CN, state of the world, wod prompt
  • June 10, 2020

    Morning Light

    Morning Light Golden light meets rippling horizon Pink sky with grey clouds threatening Only to dissipate later in the afternoon Fishing will be spectacular today I sip my coffee and plan my route Heading east, toward the oil rigs Snapper waits in the murky depths For my bait and future dinner plate Yet until then,… Continue reading

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    golden, https://wp.me/p9PTFo-117, https://wp.me/s9Zf6z-golden, poetry, wod prompt
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