Mondays

#FromOneLine #prompt 172

All the Mondays together
Piled high on the debris
Of restless weekends
Worried about tomorrow 
Always in a race
Forever out of time
Our life has wings
Our destiny is in flight
Shoving, climbing, scraping
To the top, until the bell tolls!

Inner child

Imagist poetry for #TopTweetTuesday

A lonely childhood
Peering outside
Tracing frost fairies
On a chilly windowpane
Whispering a wish
For tender icicle streaks
To fly far far away!
Her dreams grow wings
Like gossamer butterflies
When she touches them
Powdery dust crumbles
In tiny, empty hands
Flickering like stars
That drive her destiny

I received some lovely feedback on this piece today.

Make a wish

Prompt #DarkLines #MakeAWish

When an exhausted orb self-immolates
Tumbles towards a pale blue dot
Tired lovers, puppets of destiny
Make a wish upon the falling spark
In dying moments, may the constellations
Burn out their hapless horoscopes,
And rewrite fates of the star-crossed

Horoscope

Horoscope

A thousand miles away
Stars in a distant array
Speak to me of destinies
That lend to life it’s mystery
In luminous, fiery novas
In sparkly, fallen crystals
In comets singed to ashes
The fate lines in our palms
Etched in celestial splashes

Marionettes

Even in the blazing summer
The world has frozen over
Splattered with blood
Of swindled innocents
Loss of generations
Unconsoled lamentations
Our souls so cold
Hearts so numb;
When Gods are at war
Men matter no more?
Just marionettes, petty
In the playbook of destiny!

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