Monthly Archives: August 2015

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Que Sera Sera.”

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sitting on the rubble

the tiny kid 

too frail for his age

dirty hands and torn clothes

staring vacantly

passers-by oblivious to his existence

the mother long gone

where will his fate take him

what perseverance he would show

how will he change his destiny

the beggar child

winter onset…poetry

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slanting rays beckoning winter

the shorter days and longer nights

the slight nip in the morning air

early on you have to turn on the lights

that immense sense of deja vu

the recollection of the faded past

the dreamy lazy afternoons

hoping they forever last

a strange familiar aura

it comes back every year

it makes connect with my past

and with memories that are too dear