GUESSING GAME
Looking straight
At the
Camera
To myself
I thought...
What expression
Will best
Suit
The photo
To be
Shot?
Should I
Smile
Or frown
Thus bringing
The observer
Down...
Should I
Laugh
Or weep
Making the
One looking
At the photo
Shed
Tears?
A crinkled
Brow
Perhaps
Between
The eyes
A furrow
To show
Am deep
In thought
Or even
Fed up?
Nah!
I decided
On a
Poker face
Let them
Who see
Guess
How I feel!
The camera
Flashed
On an
Expressionless
Face
Indeed!
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SUDDEN STRIKE
Buzz! Buzz!
Went the
Bee
Tidying
Its home
Ever busy...
It was
Harvest
Time
Days to
Collect
Honey...
Soon the
House
Was filled
With
Zzzzing
Of bees!
They sang
And danced
The buzzed
About
Day became
Night
But harvest
Time was
Still
Not done!
The queen
Bee
Decided
To finally
Relax
And that's
When came
The attack!
All was
Lost.
Honey
Spilled over
Bees gone...
So came
The end
Of the
Honeycomb
And it's
Inhabitants!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
PROOF OF LIVING
All was
Silent
Around
Me...
I could.
Hear
The wall
Clock
Ticking
I could
Make out
The
Roaches
Running
And even
Tne milipedes
Crawling!
It was
So quiet
I heard distant
Traffic
Rumblinga. .
This is
Well
This is
Nice
Thought I
To myself
While
My coffee
I had.
It was
Early morn'
I Lay back
And thought...
What was
That sound
That like
A cannon
Rang out?
After a
Few seconds
Of listening
I realized
It was
My own
Heart
In the dead
Silence
Beating!
Alive, you are
It was
Saying!
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SELF DEPRECATION
I heard
A little
Giggle
That of all
Such
Was
The cutest
I ever
Heard.
Looking around
Me
I noticed
I was
Alone...
Where then
Could the
Giggle have
Come from?
Was I
In company
Of
A ghost?
I wondered
As I walked
About
Peeking
In shadowy
Corners
Ready
To find
Someone
Out...
Goosebumps
Formed
On my arms
And my
Breath
Came out
Short.
I sure
Was
Afraid
Of I
Don't know
Who or
What!
I walked
Three times
Around
Without
A sound.
Then of
A sudden
The Giggle
Again...
I started
At my
Wits' end...
It struck me
Then
I was by
Myself
So the
Little laugh
Surely
Was
My very
Own!
How pretty,
Hauntingly
Ridiculous!
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LOVE DECLERATION
A pretty petal
Fell
At my
Feet...
Gently
Scooping it
Up
I examined
It...
It wept
On my
Palm
I had no
Idea
How
To keep
It
Calm!
Why weep
Little one
Asked I
Why do you
Cry?
Distraught
I placed
It
By the
Rose's side...
I have Bern
Torn
In game
Love and
Dislike
And I was
Cast aside!
Oh lovely
One
Said I,
You are
Precious
And truly
Loved
Indeed.
By whom
Asked it...
Why, by me
Certainly!
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LOVE LETTER
Ink in a
Bottle
Quill
In hand...
I pose to
Scrawl
The love
Letter
Never before
Written...
The scratch
Of the feather
Tip
On parchment
Pours forth
Choice
Lines, and
Words!
By the light
Of the
Oil lamp,
The writings
Come to
Shadowy life...
Upon the walls
Dramas play
Out!
Dramas of
Love!
No one
Reads or sees
These
On walls
Playing
On parchment
Scribbled...
No one
Knows of
These
But me
The creator
Of
Love never
Before
Been!
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STORY LINES
Blink! Blink!
Goes the
Cursor
While
The writer
Thinks...
Soon
The page
Will fill
With
Words and
Lines
About
Made up
Lives!
These lives
In a land
Unheard of
And
Far away
Their speech
Is
A unique
Lilting sway...
They pass
Simply
Every day-
These folk
The writer
Will pen
Are magical
In their
Ways...
Fair and not.
Tall and
Short.
Elegant
And crude
Generous
And rude...
Among them
Intelligence
Rules...
The writer
Has writ
The page is
Full
Of the tale
Of
The Dwarrs
Of the
Earth
And Elves
Of
The enchanting
Woods!
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