#NovemberNotes Day 1/ Sunday Writing Prompt: Poem – English Sonnet – “Take Me Back” #poetry #amwriting


Good Morning. For this month I will be finishing off OctPoWrMo and taking part in November Notes held by Sarah Doughty of Heart String Eulogies. For November 1st, the song is “The Night We Met” by Lord Huron. Also, I’m combining this prompt with Scribbler’s Dip Sunday Writing Prompt using the titles of 10 books (choosing 3) to describe. 


Raphael Fabricio Unsplash Night We Met
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 “The Night We Met” – Lord Huron 

Book Titles:

Milk and Honey

The Sun and Her Flowers 

We’ll All Be Burnt in Our Beds Some Nights

My Husband’s Wife 

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Life in the land of Milk And Honey is sweet, 

Sweeter yet we’re the night’s we were complete. 

Lacing are hands and arms, dreams replete, 

So take me back to the night that we met. 

Sometimes I had most of you maybe not all, 

Sometimes bits and pieces holding their thrall. 

I wanted more of you — not your regret, 

So take me back to the night that we met. 

We’re [Both] Burnt in Our Beds Some Nights grieving,

Being your Husband’s Wife, you’ll never leave. 
But The Sun and Her Flowers call, daylight sets, 
So take me back to the night that we met. 

Once I had all of you, most nights confessed, 

So take me back to the night that we met. 

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©Mandibelle16.(2017) All Rights Reserved. 

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#OctPoWriMo Day 24: Poem – Blitz – “Black as Hurt” #dVerse #poetry #amwriting 


Thanks to Mush of #dVerse Poet’s Pub for a prompt theme on metaphorical masks. As usual for this month, combining with OctPoWriMo Day 24 prompt on when lovers meet using the Blitz form of poetry. 

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Darling you wear your mask 

Darling you’re in hideous pitch black 

Black rooms with no light

Black rooms without hope 

Hope is what tells me keep trying 

Hope is what tells me keep looking

Looking for someone to love

Looking for someone to share life

Life is amazing 

Life could be sweeter 

Sweeter as nights by the fire

Sweeter as nights in your arms

Arms that protect and hold

Arms that are safe and warm 

Warm as companionship and sensual fire

Warm as a person without a mask

Masks are the problem with today

Masks hide our true selves

Selves but characters we form 

Selves unreal and afraid of showing

Showing we care and love 

Showing it’s okay enjoying each other’s company 

Company that might be more permanent 

Company that’s beyond a few days or nights 

Nights that are fun, sexy, and happy

Nights making memories of us 

Us being are true selves 

Us not hiding behind constructed masks

Masks are so deceptive 

Masks leave room for too many lies 

Lies prevent intimacy

Lies cause pain and hurt 

Hurt is what we try to avoid 

Hurt is the reason we play these games

Games of waiting to call or text

Games frightening because of our closeness

Closeness is a risk of pain

Closeness means affection and love

Love isn’t without misery

Love is also passion and fights

Fights of jealousy and misreading 

Fights to push away someone to near

Near enough to know you’re hurt

Near enough to hold you when there’s tears

Hurt can be healed when we’re honest 

Tears can be rare when we’re both unmasked. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved.