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Orbit – Weekend Writing Prompt #201
In orbit…Of dandelion smilesAnd winks of marigoldMagic dancesIn the opalescent shimmerOf a butterfly’s wingsUnfurling nostalgic zephyrs Childhood memoriesSparkle from the dewy grass bladesWhere we once playedCupping firefliesWithin our sweaty palmsFull of starlight wishesBlazing effervescentWith our juvenile glee I really loved the word choice for this weekend’s challenge. Made me think of magic and light-hearted things. Continue reading
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Fallen Angel
Teardrops of an angel Pearls shatter upon the rocks With the swelling tide Crashing against the crescendo Of her plaintive cries For the heavens Will not open its gates for her The clouds tremble and wilt — Ashen billows At her touch And the wind will not Lend its grace To her desperate flight From Continue reading
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Writer’s Block
She kept going in circles Frustration bruising through The underbelly Of her pensive breaths As her muddy footprints Left behind blotches Of grey matter Over uneven cobblestones; A too-often trodden path Eclipsed in an inert silence Now leading to nowhere Without rescue From the rising sludge Of spilled ink Continue reading
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Seashells on the Shore
Bella had started a treasure hunt for seashells, spurred by tales her grandmother had told her when she was a little girl. She’d heard seashells carried the voice of the sea. Dulcet murmurs full of secrets to be understood by keen ears and a quiet mind. But all the seashells she’d collected held barren echoes. Continue reading
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Guinea Pigs
Test tubes neatly aligned The essence of our being Collected and reduced To flows of fluorescent fluid Within tubular walls Too high for us to climb free So we are left To chance and the haunts Of its Cheshire smile As we are jostled and studied Under microscopic curiosity Intent on making us Worthy sacrifices Continue reading
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Jewels of Your Love
To be…Adorned in the affectionThat shimmers out ofYour mouth Pearls embroider my throatLeft by the ghostsOf your touchWhisperingOver the sensitive ridgesOf my collarbone And malachite gemsPattern the memoryOf your lipsAgainst my earWhere your breathBurned its teasing warmth So let my bodyUnabashed and willingBear the indelible intaglios;The jewels of your love. Continue reading
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Sleep Paralysis
A train rattles by in the distance Its sound reminiscent Of a long and gravelly yawn Swallowing the last light Of dusk As shadows emerge In heavy cloaks Of mystery and allure Lethargy trailing At their large backs Like acrid clouds Wispy fingers stretched To drag the vulnerable Stumbling and swaying Against its unrelenting pull Continue reading
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Dreamscape
There is a secret place Over the nebulous highway Where my mind meets Fusions of supernovae Feathering into a twilit marsh Precious gems cradled Within its bosom— The collective of untouched ideas Fresh with the dew Glistening from willows Which hang their heads low Beneath the sanguine flush Of the moon Nurturing the treasures That Continue reading
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Microfiction: Untitled #1
Sara’s freshly painted nails glittered with a bashful primness that made her spread her toes and wiggle them — almost too proudly. Her spine ached like rusted joints without grease from being bent over her knees for so long. But the pain was worth it. She hadn’t done anything nice for herself in such a Continue reading
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Why worry?
What has worry Ever given as a reward But painful wrinkles Of unseen decay And endless ravines Gushing with putrid streams Of polluted thoughts Pinching every muscle Into miserable scowls Bones grinded to soot ‘Neath the fretful steps Of a heavy heart? And what has worry Ever accomplished In the absence of hope But to Continue reading
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