Skip to main content

Writing Unbound

Search This Blog

Beneath Your Grave

© Lori 8/16/2019

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Beneath Your Grave

Bury me beneath your grave

I shall lie between you

And the cold heart

Of the earth

Words: ©2019LCR

Image: CCO

Labels: 17 Words Death Depth Image Poetry Love Protection

Get link
Facebook
X
Pinterest
Email
Other Apps

Comments

Post a Comment

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment!

Popular Posts

2020 (The Worst Made-for-TV Movie Ever)

2020 (The Worst Made-for-TV Movie Ever) 2020 has been like watching The worst made-for-tv movie ever And it's playing on every channel You don't like where it's heading But you're already so invested You figure you may as well See it through to the end All we need is the MGM Lion To start off the daily news Maybe if he roars loudly enough People will stop and listen It's all so surreal I could use some actual Escapism right about now This crazy drama Has more horrible plots twists Than anyone truly needs Can you imagine the movie trailer For this year... (Voiceover begins) It started with the fires down under Then the world shut it doors As a global pandemic raged And now Murder hornets are taking over! Will it ever be safe to go outside? Who will perish? Who will survive? Looking back it's always... 2020!! Seems over the top And yet, here we are Strictly for the amount of horror I give this terrible movie 4 stars Words: ©2020LCR Image: CCO Submitted to:...

Double Bass

Double Bass Her sorrow was not light No voice like violin It had the weight of groans Double bass Words: ©2019LCR Photograph: “The Weight of Groans” ©Julie de Waroquier Submitted to: The Sunday Muse #76

The Way the World Ends

The Way the World Ends No body expected the world to end quite like this… because of an overpopulation of butterflies. It would be a mass extinction by monarch. Everyone knew about the butterfly effect. If a single butterfly flapped its wings it could create a hurricane on the other side of the world. Well, no one thought about the consequences of a battalion of butterflies all flapping their wings at the exact same time. The weather was just starting to turn, the wind picking up. How strange that this would be the way the world would end, not with a bang, but a flutter. Words: ©2019LCR Gif: No Claim

Powered by Blogger

Poetry/Writing ©LCR. All Rights Reserved. Images are CCO unless otherwise stated.