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Lessons from the Sandbox by A.I. Margolis

This is the winning submission inspired by this week’s writing prompt in the PWC Newsletter.
Only fools grow old. A babe bequeaths miracles to the weary viewer. Sips of life are available, for the price of a play date.  You can instantly increase your daily tallied hours simply by being present and participating in your own [...]

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Neighbourhood Witch

by Diane Narraway
Dear Councillor Johnson
I wish to complain
About those two witches
From next door again
I called my dog in
Just the other night
When I was confronted
By a terrible sight
Stood over a cauldron
Wearing pointy black hats
Chanting and dancing
With their familiar black cats
And quite honestly councillor
All this bell book and candle
Is rather too much for
Us decent folk to handle
Our [...]

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Inquisition

by Diane Narraway
Twas ecumenical poison
That started this war
And arrogant bigotry
Brought it to my door
With accusations of witchraft
My torture is justified
As you drink the blood
Of one crucified
Demons and devils
I allegedly conjure
yet I healed the sick
While you peddled torture
Macabre afflictions
Grace those you defile
Staining Christs name
With accusations so vile
And as Lucifers consort
I should truly repent
As your rapacious apetite
Defies [...]

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Lillith

by Diane Narraway
Buried deep within the void
Where everything and nothing
Silently waited to be destroyed
Heralding her new beginning
And in the cold dark nothingness
Destruction and creation flow
With effervescent easiness
As her light begins to show
A swirling mass of matter
That spews forth new-born stars
An energy that rips and shatters
In chaos unsurpassed
Yet somehow there lies within
A beauty and a peace
Bringing [...]

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Travels With My Very Soul

Mended is the line that had to be
cut into the fabric that we once wore; armored.
Tended to is mine; destiny is as I am and have been; so assured
that it at once did not come into my grasp; a whole,
rather fell by my fingertips and lips and eyes and ears and nose
like the frigid angel’s [...]

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My Melody and I

Any time I find for me
Is stol’n away so easily
By thought of how we ought to be
And wonder over why
I can’t seem to make you stay
You can’t love me anyway
That’s why every time I walk away
I’m someone else’s guy

My Melody and I
Spend hours on the stage
Hidden in the dark
Deaf to all the world
You think you’re [...]

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Good morning, lover: A poem for all seasons

She opens her eyes, waking the warmth within her soul, pure beauty manifest.
My love starts her day kissing all She sees unprejudiced, her boundless love-thirst quenching, the nectar of life as She remains the jilted whore of others.
She moves with grace, lithe of body and spirit, her splendor breathtaking, She, the essence of exquisiteness for [...]

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Life's Desires

Churning, yearning, burning with desire
Laying silent and waiting…still as death
The heat begins from nowhere, from everywhere…
the trigger pulling back further and further, impossible slow motion-like a nightmare
‘till power like the sun erupts within…
Mysteries beyond our understand play havoc if we ask the ‘whys’, our understanding infinitely meager, our knowledge but a speck of dust.
Churning, yearning, [...]

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