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Catch up combo freewrite poetry

Over the past week I have checked out the #freewrite prompts and either procrastinated, involved myself in some kind of calamity, or like many of us, been unsuccessful i acessing the blockchain.

So I have combined the last week of prompts from mariannewest@mariannewest here with this impromptu ditty / rhyme.

Gas Leak

Navajo Taco

Eagle Feather

Mountain Peak

Wild Fires

Burnt Skin

Uncertain Future

Good Night Kiss


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From mountain top pon eagles wings

Fall through the night through fiery ring

As wind rushes, it burns the skin

The night's uncertain kiss a sin

Upon the hue I sense a leak

The lightest feathered touch does speak

The decent from the blissful high

Sharpens keenest olfactory lie

A Gas leak, LPG propane

CPG compressed the methane

So many gases, many names

CO delivers an end game

Envelopes cells, Void sent, void smell

A gentle hiss, May be the tell

Not all gas leaks will seal your fate

Some more benign destroy a date

Blow chances of impending mate

Blaze breeching hope to consummate

A harmless mishapped taco meal

Encumbering the sweetest deal

Perhaps a risky move to take,

Potent culinary mistake

A school boy error some may say

To over spice a new foreplay

The wild back fire, result foul play

Sneaky deadly foul bouquet

Do not despair, resist the call

To head straight home and end it all

A missed chance to add stud to belt

Feather to cap once dealt and smelt

Not every breeze do angels sing

From mountain peaks 'pon eagles wings

Future uncertain, skin fiery burns

Goodnight kiss? No... Discreet cheek turns

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Image cred - The first 2 are from pixabay, thank you pixa artists. This feathered creature is my own mix media creation, from some time ago. It was big and made from feathers I collected in an ornithophobic challenge. Yes I have bird phobia. I don't have this painting anymore, I destroyed it in a moment of self judgement and rage. It was painted on a piece of paper bark tree. I do have some of the feathers still. I might recreate something of a phoenix from the pieces one day.

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This is a treasure we have had for a long time. My husband is my raven, he has carried me on his wings forever.

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