The Ring – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 28
Why the dream? Of this ring agleam. An engraved infinity, Symbolizing eternity. Enquiring they said it, Your grandpa wore it. Yet when I found it, It was a perfect fit, On my little finger...
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Elevenie – Dot – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 27
Dot, smallest component, whose locus forms, line or 2D shapes, perpetual. NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 27 Off prompt today. Click here to read my other NaPoWriMo Prompts…
Elevenie – Sleep – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 26
Sleep is powerful. It removes all Irritations and frustrations giving Peace. NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 26 Off prompt today. Sleep is overpowering. So today wrote an elevenie about sleep. Click here to read my other...
Green Box – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 25
A little green box, Battered and worn, Filled with care, During a summer long gone. Layered with pieces of string, And buttons abound. Few dried leaves and pages torn, And atop all this, Most...
Summer – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 24
Drops of water, Dripping from the tap, Slowly filling a half filled pot. Meanwhile the Sun appears to saunter, Scorching everything without a gap, Within its long range spot. All that remains...
Elevenie – Music – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 23
Music, Transports us To another world Where troubles are forgotten Relaxed. Calm, we become, With soft music, And so we are Content. NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 23 Today’s prompt, Our prompt for Day Twenty-Three comes...
Clerihew – Wright Brothers – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 22
Wilbur and Orville Wright, Wanted to build the first flight. So they took all their materials to North Carolina, And got a perfect glide without breaking even a china. NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 22 ...
The WSR – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 21
Friday is a day of joy and smiles, As you look forward to a weekend without files, You get a mail, throwing a shadow on it all, Time to fill WSR it says in...
First Rain – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 20
As the first drop hit the ground, Petrichor wafts up from dry soil. And the eyes close down unbidden, With each deep breath taken. As the water level starts to rise, Paper ships depart...
The Sticky Note – NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 19
One merry summer, In a small town yonder, Little Jake Miller, Decided to be an inventor. He sat upon a haystack, Thinking how to discover a hack, But not a single idea could he...
