In a heated moment,
red hatred, wrapped in loud words, take flight.
Pain cuts the heart, with its invisible razors,
A wounded soul aches in heavy darkness.
Apologize? Perhaps, someday.
A beautiful girl,
might spend her whole life,
waiting for a prince,
who, will pursue her, with courage.
Approach? Perhaps someday.
A growing child, within every blink,
pulling away, pulling away,
moments are slaughtered, under times blade,
the battle for a pause, is lost.
Accept? Perhaps someday.
An unnamed year, floats among stars,
it holds veiled day, under an orange horizon,
it hangs in the mist, like a lost blue balloon, dancing in the air,
An unclaimed hour, like a rattlesnake hidden under a brown rock,
Seconds, with its yellowed teeth, eats minutes.
Death? Someday, Indeed.
Copyright © 2017 Zachary W Gilbert
Zachary W Gilbert, Author 
This was really great! I loved the use of “Perhaps, someday”. It reminded me of the end of Gone With The Wind – “I can’t think of that now, tomorrow’s another day”. I’m really liking the Daily Prompts. Are you doing them consistently?
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I have just started, but it is my intent to write a Daily Prompt everyday, along with other writing. I also write to 3 local newspapers every 14 days. The links are on the right column of my page. Thank you so much for reading! I am glad you enjoyed it.
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Just read your “Soothe My Soul”. Stunning!! I loved it. A perfect portrait of a Day In The Life and of Nature. As I read, I keep hearing narration by Morgan Freeman – ala Shawshank Redemption. Great work.
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