My take on Poppy's Prompt
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Upon my door, a postcard
as the wind began to blow
A message from the graveyard
from someone I used to know
My teeth chattered like windchimes
as my fear began to grow
The sirens called at bedtime
whispering, "it was my time to go"
I bargained and I haggled
there's still so much for me to see
My life like mere sandcastles
being ravaged by the sea
Leaving nothing but a shallow grave
where time rests upon the sand
Grains pulled away with every wave
by death's swift and unseen hand
I tore up that old postcard
burnt it and threw it in the trash
But death is a faithful guard
I was the one that turned to ash
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Comments (14)
Congratulations on gaining 3rd Place in Poppy’s February Challenge. Well deserved✅
Mortality is fleeting. This poem is not. I like it a lot! Well done!
I love it!!😍
Oooof. This is so beautifully woven and powerfully heartfelt. I think the word Poppy used below is perfect: impactful. 💗
Damn! This is so alluring and impactful!! "The sirens called at bedtime whispering, "it was my time to go"" Love those lines!! The consistent rhyming was so seamlessly done! Made the flow so captivating. And that ending was so satisfying but confronting.
loved it! Truthful and raw
This was so stunningly poignant and beautiful! Loved your take on Poppy's Prompts!
Achingly beautiful, Kelli. My fear is that when my time comes, Death will have forgotten my name & not know how to find me.
Wow!😮 Another 5 in 1!✅ Loved it all, especially ‘My teeth chattered like windchimes as my fear began to grow The sirens called at bedtime whispering, "it was my time to go"
Love this. Good work.
This is amazing, my friend. Well done.
You're doing amazing work
Oustanding! Another home run, Kelli!
Damn girl, this is spectacular, Kelli! Well done....such fine use of the prompts. Felt the gothic vibes to this!