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Writing Prompt: Poem – Bop – “Breaks Your Bones With Mirth” #poetry #amwriting


Thanks to Pat of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting last Sunday’s writing prompt. 

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Credit: MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie (Pat)

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There’s something about love decidedly,

Painful, heart twisting, leaving jagged lines.

While once you functioned on your straight path, 

You struggle to be separated, unclasped, 

From your lover caught such sweet endorphins,

Feel good moments together, love morphed. 

Love breaks your bones with laughter and rich mirth. 

There are times you beg to be left alone, 

Marking out your space, a millisecond —

Of time to yourself wished, without cleaning, 

Tidying up the mess, dealing with mean, 

Gestures of agonized perfection you’ll, 

Never live up to, with nagging so cruel.

If only it was easier to both be, 

More easy going, he and you pleased. 

Love breaks your bones with laughter and rich mirth. 

Back under the covers hide you both, 

Yourselves, to frantic lovers never clothed. 

When you can forget your petty squabbles, 

When skin and touch are both arrows, 

To passion and renewal, to time spent, 

Lounging and loving close, you both relent. 

Love breaks your bones with laughter and rich mirth. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 


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#OctPoWriMo – Day 22 – Blitz Poem – “Chances Anew” #amwriting #poetry


Day 22 Prompt: Dangerous
“Some things are obviously dangerous, like walking too close to a cliff, and other things, not so much. Free write for ten minutes exploring what is obviously dangerous, not so much, and what dangerous means to you. You could turn this into a rant poem, especially given the times.”

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There is always present danger

There is always a need for caution

Caution is necessary 

Caution keeps us alive

Alive isn’t enough

Alive means we need to be safe

Safe is a cloudy dream

Safe is an illusion

Illusions we love because they hide cold hard facts

Illusions keep us content

Content is all we can ask to be 

Content not to be in danger

Danger hides and danger runs

Danger is wicked and tricky

Tricky because danger is not not upfront

Tricky because danger bides its time

Time waiting to harm us 

Time waiting to strike and destroy

Destroying lives with vengeance

Destroying hearts with humourless mirth

Mirth –does it exist in harsh circumstances? 

Mirth is it possible when tomorrow could be–

Be the end of life’s dreams? 

Be the end of life without heart sight? 

Sight to see the world shatter as glass

Sight to see how lost we are in the world 

World where we wander feeling hopeless

World where we’re crushed by despair 

Despair slips in and brings us to tears

Despair is a weapon danger employes

Employes to target are last reserves

Employes as those serving him as soldiers

Soldiers, mercenaries, to do the bloody work

Soldiers blinded by their own greed

Greed for money until it’s set a flame

Greed for money, not seeing  –it’s only paper

Paper, the German Mark in the 1930’s, in suitcases 

Paper marks, thousands were worthless

Worthlessness, don’t ever feel unwanted

Worthful, you’re as precious stones

Stones judgemental people throw

Stoning the accused sinner

Sinners we all are, it can’t be helped

Sinner –let he with the least sin cast the stone first 

 First you must smile and gather your hope

First be glad, life has new beginnings

Beginnings are new chances 

Beginnings are for real, life arises anew

Chances . . . 

Anew. . . 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.