When the sun sets
And the moon is crescent and thin
When darkness covers the lights within
Candles flicker
In the village above the clouds
And I see the tranquility of a world passing by

When the sun sets
And the moon is crescent and thin
When darkness covers the lights within
Candles flicker
In the village above the clouds
And I see the tranquility of a world passing by

The girl missed seeing
The creatures hiding in the brush
And the song they sang
When all else was hush
But the girl, a woman now
Replaced fun with a crown
And bare feet
With shoes too tight
The girl, in the woman
Looks on in the dark night
Hoping to see them again
There were ugly things crawling in her reality
Nightmares becoming a background noise
She turned a blind eye to so many
And became blind all at once
As the pyre lit
She stood thankful for its warmth

She loved Halloween.
A time she could truly be herself.
Her wings didn’t have to be cramped inside her jacket, her antennas under her damp hat.
The fairy could be one of many, enjoying decorations reminiscent of her old land. With glaring errors, but nonetheless, she feels a bit more at home. In October.
She felt it
Every now and then
The shiver
The thrill within
As she read words
Or saw some art
She knew
She had to be a part
Of a life worth living
Art that’s thrilling
So she wrote on
Hoping to be remembered
For borrowed words
Rearranged
The frog enjoyed a warm shoe
Made a loud plop or two
Until she found warmth
And I
Late for school
Tried to play it cool
And not freak out
About a frog
Refusing to get out
Of my right shoe
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Inspired by the word of the day prompt #plop and a true story.
We often took our shoes off at the door and frogs loved that and used it to their advantage!
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What did you come up with?
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PS this image is what the AI created using my poem and I think it’s funny and cute
I never rode a camel
Always prefered a car
Or a horse for an adventure
That’s not very far
The foreigners thought
I might better know
About camels than snow
But I knew little of both
Video games were my mode
Of exploration
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Inspired by the word of the day prompt #Horse
She couldn’t remember
A choice
A long forgotten voice
A sound from deep within
A place to begin
Was it fate?
Was it a decision?
She couldn’t remember the beginning
That led her here
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Do you remember your purpose?
He missed
Who she used to be
When sleep came easily
When the world had much less demand
When he was her only man
Before the son
They created together
Before she endured
The harshest weather
Before her body changed forever
She said
Yes
I miss her too
But my joy outweighs
The struggles I went through
And I love me more
Knowing the miracles I can do