There once was a land crab named Bligh
Who’s demeanor was naturally shy
He would hide in his hole
Acting more like a mole
Than a cantankerously snappish guy
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #322: Landscapes.
Morning after blasts
Acrid smoke hovers aloft
Trembling dog whimpers
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #297: Spectacle
Amidst the patter
Of fog condensing on leaves
Plop of a mullet
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #277: Leaves
Beached beyond the tide
The broken reveal layers
Of vulnerability
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #284: Layers and #285: Vulnerable
I left you behind
Free to disperse
In the wind and wave
To become one with time
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #273: Freed
I am not a fan
Of this growing old
The chaos in my cells
Little girl inside
Old woman outside
The aches and pains
Of an uncooperative body
While my mind still runs through meadows
Memories of 60 years like yesterday
To a time where aging was as futuristic as star travel
“I can’t wait to grow up…”
I am running out of time
“When I am an adult I will…”
There is so much left I want to do
When will I be an adult?
Whispers, “When I am ashes”
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #275: Chaos
As saturnine night descends
I, wrapped in starlight
Shatter into rhombus patterns
Shadow fragile, carbon scattered
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge ##272: Starlight, # 270: Geometry and # 269: Perpendicular
Freedom whispers…
Don’t stay in the lines
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #271: Whisper
Your loneliness was palpable
Bitter regret on my tongue
From all the lessons learned but forgotten
All the forever’s that never happened
I know I was not the salve you wanted
A poor substitute for the lost soul of your dreams
Instead of releasing you, I made it about me
And it was never about me
Yet to forgive myself has been the hardest lesson of all
The beauty in forgiveness is my hope for the future
So I am sorry
I release you
I release myself
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #259: Hope
Dancing Echoes 
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