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Forty seven
Is the strangest number.
Four & seven are
Eleven.
One & one are two.
All are prime numbers
And significant
Ages in my life.
29, 47, and
83 are probably
The only ages of my life
That will add to eleven & two.
Is it just me?
Perhaps on a different day…
#FromOneLine 270 ☆ Friday Challenge ☆
Where can we go with just TWO connecting #prompt lines?
START your poem/vss with the opening line:
Forty seven is the strangest number...
END your poem/vss with the closing line:
...Perhaps on a different day
#FromOneLine 270
Forty-seven is the strangest number
it reminds me of you
Supersingular & safe in its prime
held by ronans & angels alike
by Einstein&Carol
by Lucas&Keith
Even nature holds it
gilded in Gold&Silver
I find you
a beautiful enigma
or madness, perhaps
on a different day
#FromOneLine
47 is such a strange number
47 steps to the bathroom
blood in the doorway
47 seconds between screams
47 breaths
things that cannot be unseen
a crimson thread has been tied
to this moment
i'm still waiting for release
perhaps on a different day
#FromOneLine 270
47 is the strangest number,
It lives rent free in my mind
Almost ominous in its presence
Is there some morbid significance?
Will that be my last day?
Shall the sand in my hourglass end as the clock chimes in my final year?
I'll ponder that, but perhaps another day
#FromOneLine
#FromOneLine 270
47 is the strangest number
Something about it,
Quite can't put my finger on it.
I see it everywhere,
like a magic number,
Maybe the universe has a role,
trying to send me a message.
Driving me crazy all day,
I need to figure it out,
Perhaps on a different day.
Forty seven is the strangest number
But I count each step
In the distance to the summit
Feet dragging snow like armature
Collecting the sun between reflections
Maybe it's my soul that will make it
Perhaps on a different day
#FromOneLine 270
My 📷
Art 🎨: 'Aloe Polyphilla'
by Will Eskridge
Poem 🖋: 'Beautiful Enigmatic You'
by The Articulate Heart - taking needed time🌷
'I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you're everything that exists; the reality of everything.'
-Virginia Woolf
#FromOneLine 270 #poetry #poetry twitter #love
47 is the strangest number
I’d rather be 74
I could appreciate how
young I was then, before
life got so achy
hair became salt-pepper grey
and you passed on before me
…perhaps on a different day
#FromOneLine
Forty seven
is the strangest number:
old before it's time,
yet, ironically,
in its prime —
a forgotten warrior,
coasting to
obscurity
looking for surety —
maybe, it's got
too much to do
to be a hero
to even a few...
Who can say?
Perhaps,
on a different day...
#FromOneLine
Forty seven is the strangest number I know - and I know a lot of numbers! I wish I could tell you the depths of its strangeness, but I am forbidden by Universal Law from speaking on the holy day of Keshnagh.
I will tell you, but perhaps on a different day.
#FromOneLine 270
Forty seven is the strangest number..
they call it prime,
but for miscounted being like me,
it's still probably disgruntled nine years in between,
to slam doors on faces,
let me hug her at her melt down,
will find the final escape
...Perhaps on a different day
#FromOneLine 270
Forty-seven is the strangest number on the menu from the local Chinese takeaway: crispy duck with leeches. I tell myself it's a spelling error, but I'm not convinced enough to order it. Perhaps, on a different day....
#FromOneLine 270
myjusticepoetic.blogspot.com/2023/06/4476-b…
4476 BEST #HEALTH BY DESIGN
Enter my imaginary cafe
I'll serve you up multitudes of vitamins
all the alphabet - extra 'C' and 'E'
followed by coffee and collagen
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Forty seven is the strangest number.
It's the only number that knows how to walk.
I taught them all how to talk,
but they just wanna run.
Except for 47,
he walks so he's fun.
#FromOneLine 270
47 is the strangest number.
The primes have been following me around my whole life, but this one is especially obnoxious.
When it one pops up, I know something bad is about to happen.
Yet, I haven't given up hope, that this can change.
Perhaps on a different day.
#FromOneLine 270
Forty-seven is the strangest number
Where nights draw the mist and slumber
Forty-seven is the strangest number
Loud voices,where strange lights spark thunder
Forty-seven is the strangest number
But not today,today that street is peaceful
Perhaps on a different day
#FromOneLine
