It’s A Seldom Thought


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It only happens on days that the clouds are grey and heavy, like today.

I miss the laughter, and smile, and that special twinkle in your eyes. Our love was so hot our footsteps were scorched into the floor, along with the dents from my red spikes.

I briefly reminisce; on a day like today. When its gloomy.

And it’s cold.

On a day like today


I’m alone.


For the


6:47 PM

Vera Robinson © 2015

Darkness Rules


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They sleep in shifts. Someone must always be on watch for the beast that rules the darkness. It is said to be the most vicious, and feared demonic serpent cast from hell upon the land.

The stench is so vile, it shadows the moon. Sounds are more frightening in the pit of the bleakness of the night. I jump at the sound of my heart beating in my chest. I’m starting to fade, there’s a maddening sound, it’s sucking me down.

It seems to have won this round.

9:21 PM

Vera Robinson © 2015

I Lost Myself Strolling


It was a cloudy and humid day as I began strolling in the park, as I often tend to do. Many may say it’s a ritual; be that as it may, it’s when I feel the closest connection, while alone and missing you.

The fluorescent lights were just coming on; two of them flickering a dim yellow to white, and one had a constant buzz. I dismissed the annoyance. About 10 minutes into the walk, tiny particles of sweat started to crawl down the back of my neck, and slither down my spine. I felt as if I walked into a spider web and it was stuck on my skin. It was unnerving.

Unexpectedly a breeze began to whisper in my ear.

The wind began to pick up leaves and toss them in, and blow them out my hair.

I threw my head back, and began laughing hysterically!

Unbeknownst to me temporarily unaware of my surroundings, my outer self traveled.

I don’t know how, or where.

By the time I returned home…

My clothes were disheveled…

I had been with…


9:47 PM

Vera Robinson © 2015

While Alone


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I dance in the sun light


In the rain


Along the railroad tracks


Hide in the center of


Alone I find


1:08 PM

Vera Robinson © 2014



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Journeys aren’t meant


Be known.

Your final destination is marked



11:12 AM

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Left behind


 Stand alone


 Unknown land


An unknown


6:36 PM

Vera Robinson © 2014

Daily Prompt: My First Time


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Being married at the young age of 18, and now in my fifties, I remember the day vividly.

September 15th 2011 was the first time I started living alone. I was extremely busy most of the day, cleaning, and shopping for groceries, and small appliances.

When I sat down to rest, the reality of being along begin to overwhelm me.  It formed a burning pit in my stomach. I started visualizing the future of cooking for myself, eating alone, and knowing how much I will miss the sound of a voice, even though the words were no longer loving, they were harsh; a cutting edge to a bleeding heart. Nevertheless, it was a voice and the walls didn’t smother me, and the ceiling collapse into the floor, and I was the matted carpet to walk on. At least, not every day.

Once the day turned dark, I cringed when I looked at the bed. I had to sleep alone. It was cold and uninviting even with the exhaustion that had consumed my body from the day’s activities.

Exhaustion of the body, didn’t take precedence over the pondering mind. The nights turned to days, and I continue to toss these same thoughts month after month. Which have added up to a couple of years.

I hope and pray that someday, I will not sleep alone, and eat alone. I’m not meant to live alone.

2:57 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

If Only


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If only the weekends didn’t


Then the loneliness wouldn’t


My mind and body, while my


Is with you as I am typing


Soul out to


Alone is this


In this space




2:18 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

The Dying Wick


The candle burned all

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Hot sweet-smelling


Begin to diminish the


The day was dark

My heart was


After your departure


10:49 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

Already Missing It

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When the days are cold

And the nights

Are freezing

Will you miss the

Warmth of my body?

As I will yours

Being together is oh

So pleasing

To cuddle and touch

And share pillow talk

These are but a

Few things that I

Already know I will

Miss so much

I wish I could


For the minds sake

10:25 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013

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