What If . . . ? (Twenty Questions NaPoWriMo Writing Prompt )


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What if I hadn’t called him?

What if he’d called me back?

What if I’d handled some things in my life differently?

What if I was someone else?

What if the sun doesn’t come up tomorrow morning? What if it never set?

What if time stopped? What if it were turned back?

What if God didn’t love me?

What if my guardian angels quit?

What if I didn’t wake up in the morning? What if I never existed?

What if I was granted second-sight?

What if I didn’t like what I saw? Then again, what if I did?

What if I’d never had the pleasure of making love?

What if I hadn’t been blessed with my child?

What if my marriage fails? What if our relationship disintegrates?

What if I won the lottery?!

What if I didn’t care?

What if I didn’t ‘what if’ all the time?

What if I was happy and satisfied?

What if my life was a disaster?

What if I was rich and famous? What if I had no friends?

What if I had no future? What if I had no plans?

What if I lost twenty pounds? What if I gained thirty?

What if I dyed my hair red? What if it turns gray?

What if I didn’t know what I know about the past?

What if he hadn’t told me how he really felt?

What if I died without knowing these things?

What if someone special hadn’t died? What if someone else had?

What if . . . what if . . . what if …?

What if my life amazes me and I amaze myself?

I can live without knowing all these things, as I have no choice!

 

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Easier To See


 

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Lately it’s been easy for me to put myself inside someone else’s head —

Maybe cause it’s easier to think like them than like me.

My world’s pretty complicated these days —

Looking through someone else’s’ eyes it’s easier to see.

 

©2014

Spring Haiku


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Rites of spring are here

Butterflies are fluttering

Trees are breathing new

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The Blizzard of Life


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Life is like a raging blizzard

Oh so blinding and frigidly cold

There’s a hint of warmth in the noonday sun

Yet the coldness beckons and becomes more bold

 

My mind is heavy like the treetops

Heavy laden with ice and snow

My soul is withered like the foliage

That has died or ceased to grow

 

My heart is breaking like the rock

That splits apart from eroding ice

At times it feels like things are hopeless

But my thread of faith must suffice

 

Spreading its warmth to melt the snow

At some point, the sun will win

And like the seasons, my mood will change

Till the melancholy winter comes ’round again

 

©2014

Saw It Coming


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Nothing like being blind-sided

Especially when I saw it coming

Could sense something in the cosmos

Now I see myself running

 

Thought I could fix it

Hoped it was gone

But when it slaps me in the face

I know I was wrong

 

Gotta change my situation

Find some peace and faith in my soul

Need to get my head right

Not sure whats coming down the road

 

©2014

Lost in Writing


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I get lost in the music, the soundtrack of my life,

As I capture the words and phrases in my head.

Some are sweet, some cut like a knife,

Memories of specific times cherished, along with tears shed.

 

Though little storms rage all around me,

Somehow I’m  at peace, and mostly calm.

Maybe because one of my outlets you see,

Besides writing, is sunning out by the palm.

 

I write when I feel, to try to make sense,

Often imagining the beach and its breeze in June.

But I have to say, in my own defense,

I also love writing by the light of the moon.

 

©2014

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