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This week's words;

Sunday - Instructions

Monday- Motorcycle

Tuesday- Wildflower

Wednesday- Asparagus

Thursday- Stopwatch

Friday - Confetti


Word of the Day
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1  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Hose on: April 19, 2019, 12:34:20 AM
I have been living a lie for so very long that I have forgotten what is really the truth.
So many layers painted on my walls that it would take years to chisel through.
I canít even remember what I was trying to hide or what it was that I was so ashamed of
But these fictitious fables that course through my veins are eroding me from within.

You sliced right through my facade like a power washer strips paint from the floor.
You exposed my true self, naked and bare  to the world.
Now the truth is emerging as we all take turns to hose down the rest of the lies.
As I learn to accept who I really am and learn to love the faults that I once tried to hide.
2  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Padlock on: June 03, 2018, 05:21:26 PM
These gates have been unopened
For as long as I can recall
The rusted chains that bind them shut are covered in cobwebs and dust.
A padlock seals them together,
Hidden amongst the decay
Creaking in the breeze in a song of despair, searching for the one with the key.
I thought I had found the owner once
Many years ago, but her key snapped in the padlock and she was never seen again.
But recently I discovered
Someone who carries the tool
To open my gates and discard all the chains so she can warm my heart
3  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Pipe organ on: May 27, 2018, 04:52:09 PM
Celestial beings sing their chants
The mortals play their part
Replicating the basic melody
From the bottom of their heart.

Celebrate in grandeur
The majesty of the lord
Recite in musical unison
The ancient sacred word.

Strangers to one another
But neighbours in this place
As all become one on this hallowed ground
To praise God for his grace.

The angels stand before them
Disguised as organ pipes
To watch over their grateful crowd
In pride as they unite.
4  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Hammock on: March 19, 2018, 07:34:08 AM
Summer days
Time for relaxation
Summer days
Filled with jubilation
Summer days
Filled with procrastination
How I long for those
Sunny summer days

Sunny days
Sleeping in my hammock
Sunny days
Children causing havoc
Sunny days
And endless source of comfort
How I long for those
Sunny summer days

Summer days
You would lay beside me
Summer days
Those days are long behind me
Summer days
Do you ever think about me
And all the time we shared
On those sunny summer days
5  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Altar on: March 18, 2018, 09:46:01 AM
 will kneel before your alter
I will bow before your feet
I will swear to stand beside you
Through victory and defeat
I will be here when you need me
I will answer every call
I will stand below to catch you
If you ever slip and fall
Because my love is ever growing
You have possession of my heart
And every day I feel you near me
Even when we are apart
6  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Stone on: March 17, 2018, 06:11:02 AM
Staring at the midnight sky
On this carpet made of Stone
A thousand miles from where Iím from
A backpack for my home.
Long lake stars and meteor showers
Dazzle the sky above
But I would rather stare into the eyes
Of the woman that I love.
The water laps beside us
As we lay there side by side
All emotions laid out bare
Nothing left to hide.
Your fingers intertwined with mine
I say a little prayer
As I gaze into this paradise
I am grateful that you are also there.
7  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Swingset on: March 14, 2018, 11:05:06 AM
Everytime I fly
I reach out to the sun,
Yet I find myself falling
Before my journey has begun.
Another quest cut short
Finished before it has started.
Self esteem denied,
Confidence departed.
I see my goal grow fainter
As I am pulled further away.
I fight with all my might
To keep the tears at bay.

But life is like a swingset,
Perpetually in motion.
Always providing second chances
To those who maintain devotion.
Everytime that I fall backwards,
I know there is still a chance
That eventually il return
And gradually advance.
The sky may seem unreachable
But I will keep on trying
Because nothing is truly out of reach
When you feel like you are flying.
8  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Spy on: March 12, 2018, 10:46:22 AM
It starts with just an inkling
A sense of slight unease
A hypothetical horror
That brings you to your knees.
Before long it has consumed you
The paranoia and the rage.
You want her where she is in your sights
Safely in her cage.
You know what she is hiding
But you have yet to find the proof
You follow her and track her calls
In a bid to find the truth.
Love becomes obsession
Envy turns to spite
Anger fuels your every move
Desperate for a fight
It doesnít matter that she was innocent
She dared to make you think
It is her responsibility
That she pushed you off the brink.

You do not own this woman
In truth you never had
You had no right to spy on her
She did not turn you mad.
A lifetime of misogyny
She was never your possession
You only have yourself to blame
For your violent obsession
So next time you have suspicions
Of a lover with another man
Think back upon your actions
And how this all began.
9  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / New Orleans on: March 08, 2018, 10:44:52 AM
We raise our drinks in the shotgun house
As we dance to Nina Simone.
We have only been here for an hour or so
But for now this is our home.
The start of a long adventure
We travel from place to place.
An end of summer pilgrimage
Linked in a warm embrace.
This city has an energy
That I have never felt before
An ever present heartbeat
That resonates through the floor.
The jazz bands on the corners
Of every thriving street
The bars that spill onto the roadways
To try and escape the heat.
We danced our way through New Orleans
And I knew from the bottom of my heart
That nothing in the world is strong enough
To tear us two apart.
10  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Bath Tub on: February 25, 2018, 07:59:24 PM
Fill the basin
Time to take some thought vacation

Fill the room with condensation

Pinken up your pigmentation

Some well needed self gratification

Mood rotation
End your day in jubilation

Just stop short of urination

11  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / X-Ray on: February 24, 2018, 08:36:26 PM
Sometimes I build my barricades
So that nobody can see
The torment and the anguish
That is building up in me.

I close up all my windows
Try to seal up all the cracks
Walk around on tip-toe
So no-one can see the tracks

Of the nightmare that Iím walking
In this town we call despair.
But you have x-ray vision
And you are constantly aware.

I donít know how you do it
I guess I never will
But I am forever grateful
Of your superhuman skill

To know just what to say to me
To bring me back to Earth
How your simple words of comfort
Can show me what Iím worth.

In a world that is full of vultures
You will always be my dove
And I am forever grateful
Of your enduring love.
12  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Life Jacket on: February 23, 2018, 07:28:05 PM
The day our ship capsized
I caught one last breath of air
Before diving into the ocean
And the depths of my despair.

I let the tide command me
No use in fighting back
I felt the water fill my lungs
As I sank into the black.

Stranded in the wide expanse
With no-one else around
Desperately kicking into the waves
As I tried to find the ground.

My vision became blurry
My voice had begun to slur
I fought the rope that reached for me
A suicidal saboteur

Until you dived in after me
And placed your lips against me throat
I knew the end was far away
Because you would help me float.
13  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Cotton Candy on: February 22, 2018, 07:50:37 PM
This is an afternoon of excess
We have decided before we start.
A stroll along the Devonshire beach
And then to the fair in the park.
Every day we spend together is a holiday
And we will continue to treat it as such
Living our lives to the fullest
Nothing is ever too much.
Start with ice cream from the van on the seaside
As we walk down the pier hand in hand.
A greasy lunch at the diner
Your wish is my command.
At the fair we win toys at the shooting range
We soar up above in the wheel
We feel our love grow stronger
Every moment it gets more real.
At the end of the day we wait for the train
A bag of cotton candy in our hands
I hope every day will be as great as this
As we start on tomorrows plans.
14  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Trumpet on: February 21, 2018, 11:57:16 AM
They move as one in unison
Silence all around.
Heads bowed in solemnity
Staring at the ground.
The names are read in monotone
Emotion too hard to bare
The list of sons and brothers
Who never made it there.
The trumpet breaks the silence
With a song weíve heard before
Those first two notes of heartbreak
Open up the door.
A gateway for the living
To stand beside the dead
Poppies on our chests
The bright shock of red.
We remember all the fallen
Yet we send them off again
Another generation
Sent to join the slain.
15  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Swingset on: February 14, 2018, 09:14:24 PM
I am six years old
My father pushes gently
I lift off from the ground
I scream and laugh intently.
Innocent exhilaration
Youthful childish cheer
I long to rediscover the wonder
Of my childhood years.

Now as an adolescent
I return to my old park
I am quite intoxicated
We only come here when it is dark
We drink and laugh and mess around
I steal a little kiss
We rediscover a wonder
That we never knew we missed.

The game has come full circle
As I come here with my child
I push her on the swings
She goes absolutely wild.
I shed a little tear
At the beauty in her laughter
And pray that the wonder never leaves
My beautiful innocent daughter.

I sit here all alone
A swing chair in my garden
Breathing in the country air
I see the beauty all around me
Like I am opening a curtain.
My daughter sits right next to me
And sings a little song
Finally I appreciate
The wonder stayed with me all along.
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