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Poppies, OSI

Mary - Phoenix EM — Sat, 19 May 2012 12:41:52 +0000

OSI – Crimson

As I look at the poppies field I wonder Crimson or Scarlet - Deep or clear, Intense or tense?

Beauty reign in colour.

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Playground, Poets United #97

Mary - Phoenix EM — Fri, 18 May 2012 07:59:52 +0000

Poets United, Thursday Think Tank #97 – Playground

Is this the vault we used to go in When we were kids And when was that?

Apart from our bruised knees and elbows What’s left for us In that there vault?

Below the ground Was our playground [...]

Coming home to daddy, Poetic Blooms #55

Mary - Phoenix EM — Sun, 13 May 2012 17:58:09 +0000

Poetic Blooms #55

Coming Home To daddy And see him leaning on the kitchen sink Focused Washing dishes To see him arrange them neatly On the drier rack To see him Look at me with that amazing love I can’t help weeping for

Just coming there In my every dream And [...]

More bliss, after Poetry Month

Mary - Phoenix EM — Sun, 13 May 2012 17:13:14 +0000

Although the month of Poetry and various types of challenges is over, I decided to post this haiku I wrote for Day 30 on a notebook in my car. I forgot it there and only retrieved it a couple of days ago, so here it is:

NaPoWriMo, Day 30

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One fellow took off for the town

Not knowing that he had no gown

So the moment he [...]

Satin Saturdays, BANG-BANG!

Mary - Phoenix EM — Sat, 12 May 2012 08:53:29 +0000

Shooting Saturday

Sitting there in the sun, she felt her mind was void. At last! Spring has come, and the chestnuts along the boulevard had bloomed white and tippy like candles. Tiny white and yellow daisy-likes spotted the green wetness of the grass. The weather was still cool with spring freshness [...]

Potent, Poetry Jam

Mary - Phoenix EM — Wed, 09 May 2012 13:52:56 +0000

Poetic Jam – Blind

We see afraid to look so blind in our desire to be potent

Image taken from the prompt site

Beautiful Zombie flash

Mary - Phoenix EM — Tue, 08 May 2012 09:58:55 +0000

Beauty Queen

“By God, it’s so hot.” Sheila thought and tried to stretch her arms, yawning. Before she knew anything, she noticed the utter darkness. “Am I in a cellar?” she murmured. She couldn’t see her arms did not stretch. With a grunt, Sheila tried to stand up. Failed. The darkness was as thick as [...]

Twisted Tuesday, short fiction

Mary - Phoenix EM — Mon, 07 May 2012 21:06:23 +0000

Two for Tuesday

“A twisted mind will get you nowhere nice” he repeated to himself while splashing the freezing water over his face. That was something his father used to tell him when he was little. He cupped his hands and stared at the water for a while. He looked on as it started to [...]

The river of innocence, the industry of fire, Magpie tale #116

Mary - Phoenix EM — Mon, 07 May 2012 14:12:53 +0000

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Magpie Tales #116

Are those tops I see the ones of buildings plants of industry that glow in operative fire; or treetops burning sunset red?

Is that river I see one of tears or forgiveness, maybe one of innocence flowing towards the industry-subjected burners?