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A Cobbled Heart

Quadrille #58 – Cobble us a Poem

A Cobbled Heart


Her tender heart was
Coming apart at the seams
(it seems)
He found some threads
Of truth to use
To mend the open places
Where trust was seeping out
And stitch by stitch he
Cobbled together the pieces
Until her heart was whole again


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Morning Delusions

I sit on the porch swing
watching as night shrugs
off its gray shawl and dawn
slips on a rosy pink sweater
My morning tea sends up
luscious swirls of Earl Gray mist
and my mouth begins to
water in anticipation of
the first bite into a cinnamon scone
I open my eyes and smile
inwardly knowing that a mug of
tea and a scone are my reward
for rolling out of bed even after
the sun is already on the job
and night has long since retired

OctPoWriMo prompt today is “Two Lies and One Truth”

image by Morgan Dragonwillow
image by Morgan Dragonwillow