TUESDAY 15th SEPTEMBER 2020
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..
Today’s prompt ~ CRIMSON CLOVER COMPASSIONS
by John Yeo
Whenever cruelty or hurt excites my passion
Which is quite often in a heartless cold world.
I console myself with crimson clover compassions.
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I feel the hurt of the oppressed with my imagination
When the litany of heartbreak is daily unfurled.
Whenever cruelty or hurt excites my passion.
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Crimson clover delights, nourishing high expectation
Pacifying my feelings with my tension uncurled.
I console myself with crimson clover compassions.
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The scent of the clover leads to high expectation
Of solutions to sadness and a pain free realworld.
Whenever cruelty or hurt excites my passion.
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Crimson clover stems the tide of relentless libations
When the problems that beset us are twisted and hurled
I console myself with crimson clover compassions.
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Floral power and evil have no compatible relation
Compassion will be felt in my personal dreamworld,
Whenever cruelty or hurt excites my passion
I console myself with crimson clover compassions.
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© Written by John Yeo
