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Take him home to fuel your fire, Train him to be your hair dryer, Grab things from high shelves, Let him hunt those pesky elves, Carry home your shopping, Stop local dogs poop-ping, He'll even dry...
#augustwriteaday. D eep in its lair, breathing soft fire. R egal and magic, a thing to admire. A mythical creature from stories of old. G reat leathery wings slowly unfold.
#augustwriteaday. #acorns. Left the house early today. My shed - forgot to lock it. And that's the reason that I have. A dragon in my pocket. I know it's not too common. I know it's not the norm.
By day, I was a farmer's girl, Working on the land, By night, though, I was different, But they'd never understand...
#augustwriteaday I went outside just now To where the sun once shone And much to my dismay It seems the treesnail's gone.
I turn my face to the sun and walk, My love a shadow, long, Stretching out, Reaching for my heels, Trying to take hold again, To wrap grey-black tendrils Around my veins and Stop me moving on,...
#augustwriteaday S ome people will burn... U nless you are protected N ever will you learn!.
#augustwriteaday All week long the sun's been out Tricky, with no shade about And what is this that I can see. The leafsnail.
Defining summer: Sun, for me, The gentle hush, Of the racing sea... Collecting sea shells, Washing hair- It's filled with sea salt: A nightmare.
#augustwriteaday #dance We danced together On our last night; You were drunk, Couldn't put a foot right, Under the black, star-speckled sky, By torch and lantern light, You held me in your...
#augustwriteaday. #augustwriteaday. She wriggles to the rhythm. Softly moves her feet. Swaying to a rumba. And a bossanova beat. A picture of her boy. Clutched tightly to her chest.
A ring of foxgloves on the ground, A sharp and light musical sound. Echoing laughter, enticing noise, Elegant bodies, erect with poise.
There's something that I NEED. I CRAVE it every night, Imagining its salty taste, Anticipation of the fight... ADDICTED and left wanting, Nobody understands...
You know I'll always Be hanging on, Paused, on hold, Waiting for you As you come and go; Free, wild, a wanderer.
I've felt this torment many times before. The scream that builds to an internal roar. An urge in my muscles to burst out of my skin. Where is the end, I don't know where to begin.
Is it love If I want you To be happy Even though It cuts My soul. Is it love If your needs Mean more Than my own. Is it love If I'd happily Die for you And more. Is it love.
#augustwriteaday N ever ever give up E ven if it seems E very path leads to the D enial of your dreams.
#augustwriteaday Need You and only you. Need You to chase away the blue. Need Your arms around me. Need Your hands to guide me. Need You to keep me safe.
#augustwriteaday Ever felt the pain. Pounding on your back Body blue and black And soaking from the strain Have you had enough.
Many lives know what it is to need. Many mouths are plagued by flies but never feed. Barren lands where sorrows grow. Pain and suffering the life they know. But even so, a mother still smiled.
A wee friendly fairy wandering by,. Feeling a bit too lazy today to fly,. She spotted something strange,. In the long grass of the fairy range,. A speckled white fawn lying still,.
Mummy said she loved me, And she hugged me all the time, She'd tuck me into bed at night, With a song or book or rhyme.
#augustwriteaday #abandoned It took me a good two hours to realise I had been abandoned.
#augustwriteaday #abandoned Abandoned is this mind where it lays, Quietly settling to its uninspired ways The busy hands of a clock that ticks, Had I not tried, it would have taken me weeks.