Ocean Waves, Part 2

Our visit was brief

But necessary.

 

It was good to

Get back to my roots-

Seeing you

Brought back so many memories.

 

Hearing you call out to me

Made me feel like a toddler

Stumbling over their feet

When they’re learning to walk,

But trusting

That you’ll be there

To catch them

When they fall.

 

Thank you for reminding me

Of who I am-

The strength I was born with.

 

Our bittersweet goodbyes

Will not last forever.

 

I leave,

Walking away

With sand trailing behind me,

But turn back

For one last glance.

 

Just in time

To watch you wave.

 

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Rain

Isn’t it amazing

How the simplicity

Of water

Falling

Has the ability to

Purify the transgressions of the world

And set our minds at ease

To start anew?

The act of falling-

A devastating blow-

Occurs before we build

Ourselves back up.

 

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Lovely Lady

You may be beautiful,

But what more do you have?

With looks, but no money?

I’ll pay you for your worth.

 

Some coins for your teeth

Royal with their pearly crowns.

 

A dozen dollars for your hair

Locks of their own without being captured by keys.

 

I gave you freedom from your looks

In exchange for a human toy.

 

Yes, you’re a lovely lady, doll.

Sing Me A Song

Chirping perching sing me  song

Birds singing through the dusk and dawn

Show them singing is never wrong

Chirping! Perching! … Sing me a song!

Just keep on singing all day long

‘Til beauty has overcome brawn

Chirping… Perching… Sing me a song

Birds, singing through the dusk… and dawn.

 

 

NaPoWriMo prompt for day 23

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Irregular Apocalypse

It started with one

A single caterpillar was infected

With beauty

It grew like normal

And transformed like normal

And became a butterfly.

 

This butterfly was pulchritudinous, as usual,

But when it came to mating,

It laid thrice as many eggs.

 

Caterpillars turned butterflies-

Leaves being demolished by ugly little insects

Turning into beautiful monsters

Flying throughout the sky.

 

The skies were made of wings,

The ground covered in dead grass

Due to the aesthetic apocalypse.

 

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Persephone Corrupted

A young girl

With no other passion than beauty:

Flowers.

She pranced among them

And picked the ones that stood out against the rest.

Until one day

There was a flower like no other

That she had ever seen before.

She was drawn to its colors, it’s beauty

And ran from her guard

In a moment of distraction.

She plucked the flower straight from the ground

But alas, it would not break free of it’s deep roots.

Little did she know, it was a trick

And Hades wanted to claim her as his own.

She tugged and tugged.

Heaved and pulled until it sprung free

And the earth opened up below her

And Hades took her deep down into the dark underworld

That belonged to him.

 

She was miserable at first,

Upset that there was no beauty in this cold, dark place.

But she became hungry and weak

And she took a bright red pomegranate

plucked a seed, and popped it into her mouth

Causing her to be stuck in the underworld forever.

 

Demeter did weep,

For she missed her lovely daughter.

She could not find her for the sun had not seen her-

He was sleeping that day.

And she had not been carried away by the winds-

They were her friends and swore they would not harm her.

 

Finally, she was found

And she was safe

And a deal was made

Where she could come from the underworld

Visit her mother once a year

But all the rest of the time be stuck with her lover

And left to her demise.

 

Soon this became too much,

Guarding the damned souls,

The burden was too great.

But something changed her

And she began to enjoy it.