Poetry Friday 7

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Amazing poetry Friday keeps going. 
Here are four new poems. 
This first one is inspired by a recent short story of mine. 

Ten to Two

Ten to two

anyone will do.

A chance of

a dance.

A short term

romance.

Eight minutes in the arms

of a stranger.

Swaying,

smooching

out of time.

Until time runs out.

We were given a prompt in my writing club to write something that started in the middle, from Act 3 scene 1. The next two poems were inspired by that prompt. 

The Curtain Falls

Curtain’s up
The first scene of the third act.
I’ve been here before,
and I’ll be here again.

Behind me the carnage

of passion;
love, hate and bolognaise

strewn across the floor.

Now
it’s only a matter of time,

until

the curtain falls.

Feeling my age.
Scene 1, act 3?
Hang on,

that’s me.

The Death of Poetry

Murdering you

gently with

bad poetry.

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