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Hi and welcome to my blog.  Hopefully you have visited my blog to read some of my writing.  Nothing beats finding that perfect poem, phrase or story to explain how you are feeling.  Often times I am asked to write something through my group on Facebook entitled "Prompted".  This group will give me a picture or a phrase and I have to write something containing it.  The first prompt for which I wrote "The Flight" required three words, owl, lightning and pudding.  The second was my basis for "Wide Awake" Sometimes I just have a feeling and start writing and when this happens just let me be.  A combination of these writings are what I wish to convey to you, my reader.  I hope that my writing touches you in the same way it touches me as I write it because isn't that the purpose of a poem is to feel it? 

Saturday, July 6, 2013

The Flight

The Flight

Lightning lights the sky tonight,
A lone owl screeches with all of its might
The sound seems lonesome and so cold
And is a sight seldom get to behold

The old woman in the window
Gets to see the whole show
She wonders where her life has gone
She is all alone like the owls song

Holidays spent making bread pudding and ham
Her family all gone-what a sham
All moved away or dead in a grave
Memories don’t leave these she saves

On a stormy night she sits all alone
Memories surround her all she has done
What will they all do when she dies?
She closes her eyes and wonders why

These thoughts won’t do on such a night
She gets up and turns out the light
Going to bed now to hold the thoughts at bay
One last look out the window as the owl flies away.