Day…..After Day

High above
stars paint the sky
dead pricks of light
incapable of producing wish fulfillment
no matter how much one hopes.
Fingers crossed
toes too
luck must come to me…..
I never broke a mirror.
I never walked beneath a ladder.
I found a four leaf clover.
Magic…..
right?
I loath to give up
to admit to defeat
that reality is the truth
there is no wonder left to discover.
No dancing under the waves.
No dancing above the clouds.
Grey
bleak
empty life
day…..
after day…..
after day.
Skies once colored rose and gold
a world full of joy
of beauty
I danced then
I spun dreams
believing
wanting the fairy tale ending.
Grey dust
empty husk
broken
shattered
day…..
after day…..
after day…..
til death do me part.
©June 10/19
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Long Live the Resistance

Standing upon the podium

fist raised in triumph

that ghastly grin

upon the Goblin’s face

was more than I could bear.

Using cheap tricks

distraction

fear

he pulled the population over

the Goblin population

to his side.

Gritting my teeth

I watch and wonder

am I able to do this?

Knowing that death may ring out?

He begins to speak

a rambling monologue

which I detest.

How the lands were going to be good again

that the Goblins will seize the day

no longer will those wishy washy fairies have any say

as he has won for all of them.

I shake my head

squint my eyes

finger just touching the trigger

mid-word the Goblin is cut off.

Ariana what did you do?’

‘I told him to be succinct

I told him to keep it short

or I was going to cut him down.’

The Goblin dude

he stood there a long time

expounding

bragging

never realizing that his audience was gone.

P.S. We do have the tape of the Goblin making his speech to empty air. Dubbing can be a fun tool to have.

Photo by Matt Pritchard on Unsplash