Prompt for January 20: Two Haiku about Trauma

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[Prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ .  I had some prompts saved in an email from one of my class days that I’m now just getting around to posting. Sorry.]

With blood spewing out

And arms and legs falling off,

They rush through the doors.

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The car crashed right there.

And, though she was not inside,

She is still haunted.

Prompt for January 17: The Investment

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[Prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ . I’ve had a few prompts saved in an email from one of my class days that I’m just now getting around to posting. Sorry.]

My heart is made of bronze:

A hardy sort of build meant

To withstand much. Strength

To those whom have it.

 

My heart is made of silver:

A prized token of wealth

And protection. To have

It is to control the world.

 

My heart is made of gold:

A sparkling, beautiful thing

Envied by many. To have

It is to rise above all else.

 

My heart is made of iron:

A tool for creation and

Progression. Ingenuity
To those whom have it.

 

My heart is a special thing:

One that can create, protect,

Strengthen and enlighten.

It is worth your investment.