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Amateur – Weekend Writing Prompt #116
He was clumsy their first night together. Despite bold intentions to make her his, an anxious quiver followed his roaming touch. Their noses bumped awkwardly with each rhythmless kiss. But that virginal ineptitude charmed her into steadying his amateur caress, guiding his touch and body into the fluid intimacy of lovemaking. This prompt took several… Continue reading
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Drink with the Devil
Shared a drink with the Devil At a quarter past three When the clouds were spread thin Spidery trails crawling by The blistered eye of the moon He looked elegant Drinking moonshine beneath the shade Didn’t have horns and crimson skin But ruby eyes and an absinthe smile Hypnotic lilts Cruising every word from his… Continue reading
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Mirthless
Mind adrift valleys Splitting the clouds Irises flecked grey In idle wonder — If she were to be Part of nature’s discourse Perhaps she’d be enlivened By the jovial whispers Exchanged between the palms Fronds prodding and poking Wind’s funny bone Coaxing howls of serendipity Rushing warm By her cold ear But the joke’s on… Continue reading
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Life’s Bitter Betrayal
That was the folly of youth. Purity made us gullible. Believing in Santas and perfectly gallant princes. In a supernatural big brother who’d protect us if we prayed hard enough. In endings that glittered gold and futures paved in verdant optimism. But then reality stalked in, like Sam the bully from middle school, and sucker… Continue reading
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Inside the Coffee Shop
Their chatter runs light and low, like an ambient track idly playing in the background. While the smell of coffee, rich and addictively fragrant, infuses the lax air with its bittersweet levity. Inside the coffee shop, cozy with its rustic design; polished wood tables and padded leather chairs, my gaze roves face after face in… Continue reading
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Shooting Stars
Shooting stars Speckled the sky As though the moon Shook loose her pockets Stacked heavy With iridescent plumes Of delight And tulip-soft dreams Ushered on charitable zephyrs For the wandering beggars beneath Frozen in marveling clusters A collective desire Lighting their rapt faces Anxious for the fiery trails And their effervescent blaze To burn life… Continue reading
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Judge – Weekend Writing Prompt #115
They didn’t have to say a word. The unrestrained sneers that tightened their faces to look like ugly, arrogant pigs, judged her as unworthy. Impure and unsightly. A whore. It didn’t matter that she had cried through her uncle’s brute advances. Her frightened screams, that had scratched her throat raw, had been silenced on forgetful… Continue reading
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Behind The Smile
A smile could blanket More than a thousand lies Innocuous subterfuge Like strips of gauze plastered Over gaping wounds Flimsy yet enduring To hide the hurt Behind quivering lines To mask Even the insidious Within the gossamer allure Of benevolence How likely is it That each posed smile Holds the candid sincerity Of true mirth? Continue reading
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Awaiting Miracles
Awaiting miracles — Like an oasis stumbled upon Settling heaving, thirsty gasps In an arid, scorching desert Or like plucking flowers Velvet petals flourishing Through the cracked earth Of barren plains Blossoms promising A fecund end So I await The silver arms that Hug grey clouds’ edge Hinting a nourishing rain Where my words will… Continue reading
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Sublime Encounter
A boy Washed ashore her dreams Naked and nameless Translucent skin gleaming With iridescent scales Like orient jewels winking In the moon’s Alabaster downlight A sublime encounter Rapturing her senses In the mystery Of his agate eyes And quaint smile There were no words Between them Only curious touches Of hesitant fingertips to skin And… Continue reading
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