Everyday Canvas

May 12 and May 13

May 13

Use these words in your blog: door, burst, horizon, cliche and gravestones. Have fun!

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such a cliche sight
for when I go out the door
I see gravestones
walking on the road
because "We Cannot
Stop for Death"
and on the horizon
gray clouds burst,
motioning we all fade
away, out of the way
since birth
and we forget
or do not get that
all stories end
sooner or later.

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May 12

In the span of ten minutes you've broken a mirror, walked under a ladder and spilled salt. Obviously, I'm trying to trigger.....
It's your blog, have fun.

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memories like gnats
buzz around my head
since I've just broken a mirror,
and spilled salt on the cut
of my finger
to escape the omens and hide
I run outside to hear
the low snoring sound of
the tide, then I walk under
your invisible ladder and my heart
makes a thumping sound
recalling your
final laughter like spun sugar,
melting and sinking
into me
so I raise my cut finger
to heavens and say,
"No one else is to blame, and
what a shame!
This is all your doing!"