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Norah (United States) published:

The Human Condition

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It's warm as the beginning of spring.
In the middle of winter, it feels somewhat off,
like ice melting on the pond and the geese chattering away
beneath the gray sky.
Everything is under a lens, it seems,
monochrome, sepia,
the color of moods and thoughts and the promise of violets.
Rain is dripping, like a spattering of oil,
and the city lights seem less bright,
the buildings more permanent
as though we were afraid of something so archaic...

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Aussie23 (United States) published:

Stop and Think

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I need to stop, to think and believe I can do it, to let it all out and not care what others think. If only I could though, I wish and wish but it doesn't happen, the only reason it doesn't, of course, is because I don't believe its possible. Help me, no don't, I need to learn to help myself.

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Hamlet (Canada) published:

Those Twisted Reasons for My Writing

PROMPT: Why I Write


All of those seeking to find deep, powerful meaning within these words will be prosecuted. All of those expecting to find a metaphorical reason as to why I write will be sorely disappointed. Sure, your imagination could go on and on (especially if you know me personally), but I’m going to have to ask your brain to apply the breaks for a moment. Just for a moment. Ok?
Ok, good.
Now, picture a beautiful flower in a field of freshly-cut...
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ARS7 (United States) published:

Give Thanks

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T is for the things we have,
H is for the humble
A is for all God does,
N is for our neighbors.
K is for our kin close by,
S is for our Savior. 

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arirevae (United States) published:

It's Different Now

PROMPT: Open Prompt

When people think of Seattle, Washington they imagine an immensely populated, vast city, full of things to do and places to go.  Most people would relish in the unfamiliar sights and sounds of big city life.  I, however, don’t care for the city bustle, the hipster cafes or even the gorgeous view of the Puget Sound.  The only things that I cared to remember were the moments I got to spend time with my best friend, Fiona.  
We had...

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Amelia :) (United States) published:

Who's at the door?

PROMPT: Birdsong

Clickity clack clickity clack
Honk honk 
hummmmmm 

ding-dong 
WOOF WOOF 
"Hello!" 
"Goodbye!"
slam!
Woof? 
Stomp, stomp, stomp.

Clickity clack clickity clack
Honk honk
hummmmmm 


The birdsong of my life. 

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MG Cowan (United States) published:

The Dream- Flashover

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Flashover- n. the moment a conversation becomes real and alive

    The person sitting across from me is a complete stranger. You would think that I would prefer to have a conversation with one of my four best friends, all of who were present in the cafe, but this person... he's so interesting. Not in a romantic way, but in an intellectual way. My friends don't know much about parallel universes, and I love talking about them. He's made some...
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Quilling Leaves (United States) published:

Reflecting my Heart

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You heart is broken,
​your heart is mourning.
​Your heart reminds me of another's,
​but less protected and new to this broken state.
​Yours is foreign to this stag in life,
and a little uncertain.
​Asking why it's here,
​and hoping for another chance.
​Your heart doesn't have a bars,
guarding it from the unstable world.
​Your heart is like mine but anew,
​reflecting my heart's form,
​like a mirror reflecting your face.

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Sarorah (United States) published:

Finding Them

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition

1: Charlie  
  "Charlie,Charlie," my dad calls out to me hysterically. I laugh to myself he probably thinks i ran away again but in reality i was hiding under my bed. He hears my silent giggle and peeks under, his sullen expression turned deadpan when he discovered me. "Charlie why are you hiding, do you know how much of a fright you gave me young lady?" Blah, Blah, and more Blah is all i think to myself while i fish around...

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Sarorah (United States) published:

Finding Them

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition

1: Charlie  
  "Charlie,Charlie," my dad calls out to me hysterically. I laugh to myself he probably thinks i ran away again but in reality i was hiding under my bed. He hears my silent giggle and peeks under, his sullen expression turned deadpan when he discovered me. "Charlie why are you hiding, do you know how much of a fright you gave me young lady?" Blah, Blah, and more Blah is all i think to myself while i fish around...

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BlueWriter (United States) published:

60 Things I Am Thankful For

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  1. I am thankful for my family.
  2. I am thankful for my home.
  3. I am thankful for my bed, and warm blankets.
  4. I am thankful for the people that love me, and ask me about my day.
  5. I am thankful for Kaitlyn, and to have known her in my life.
  6. I am thankful for Bree, who has always been there, and shall always be.
  7. I am thankful for Cade, who has given me smiles, and laughter.
  8. I am thank full for...
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ajhartwick (Canada) published:

Little Voice

PROMPT: Why I Write

There's a little voice in my head.
I call him Ajax.

Ajax is just a small voice, so small that only I can hear him. 
So I will write down what he says
so that other people can hear his little voice.

He has a lot to say.
He has something to say about the sky and the stars,
about the water trickling down the creek.
He has something to say about keeping your head high as life wraps its...

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Amelia :) (United States) published:

why i can't stay silent

PROMPT: Your Voice: Globalization

Dear everyone who is sick and tired of hate,

     I get it. I'm sick of it too. I've had enough of bigoted, racist, homophobic people spreading hatred.But I'm also sick and tired of complaining about it. It's the same things over and over again, and yelling about it into my pillow isn't going to do anything.  Shyness always keeps me from saying something to a bigger audience than just my friends, but as a citizen of the world, I...

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ajhartwick (Canada) published:

The Last Sunset

PROMPT: On the Last Day of the World

As the sun dips into the ground for the very last time,
I want to see my memories being painted onto the orange and red sky.

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thecrazychatlady (United States) published:

melancholy

PROMPT: Dictionary Title  | GROUP: Flash Fiction

There is a space of quiet in the gaps between the stars and their borders of inky dark. Between highs, between lows, and between a smile and a frown. We act as if the two extremes, and perhaps a squishy middle bit that is rarely up to par, are the only states of mind there are. 

And yet we feel things that do not fall into any category. 
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She felt glued to her bed. Nothing could rouse her, and...

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Spork (United States) published:

Sardines

PROMPT: Names for Nature

    One place I do seem to remember well was tiny park, connected to some small Christian college in the neighborhood.  The park must have had a name, at some point, but I don't remember it now.  What I can remember is lots and lots of hide-and seek, tag, and hide-and-go-seek-tag, with my mom and sister.  Beaten concrete sidewalks for paths.  A maze of small bushes, prickly and untrimmed, perfect for sneak attacks.  I can remember inhaling the scent of dirt...

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thecrazychatlady (United States) published:

To Whistle is to Sing

PROMPT: On the Last Day of the World

Meteors were falling and buildings collapsing,
So I pursed my lips and whistled.

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Dreamer5003 (United States) published:

Broken voice box

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition

I feel things,” my hands move quickly to translate my thoughts to words. 

He ran his hand through his hair, sheepishly looking at everything but me. 

I am human.” Tears sting my eyes. I am no longer able to see my hands signing the word ‘human’. 

His head shook slowly.

Get out!” Wishing I could scream, I stomped my foot for effect. 

Ding Dong!

“Sit” I ordered to Lance. 

The light in  the hall was...

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foxmillionaire! (Canada) published:

Weeping Shadows

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We are the shadow children,
of where we cannot say.
For we are hiding children,
living in shades of grey.
We are hungry children,
fed scraps from a meal.
We are regretful children,
other's goods we're forced to steal.
We are mournful children,
many injuries we bear.
We are begging children,
for mercy they may spare.
We are outcast children,
with no homes to call our own.
We are poor children,
for we are all alone.





 

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WhiltiernaWolfLord (United States) published:

The Fall (2)

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Tears dripped down my face, revelling in the cool night. My throat is nearly closed with tears and I'm wheezing in an effort to gain some air. My raven/savior/companion  pushed a familiar geometric object into my hand, and leaning on one crutch, I pressed the lever of the inhaler and breathed.

The rhythm always helped me focus.

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Rosie (United Kingdom) published:

Moon L.I.G.H.T chapter one

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On the surface of the moon, deep in the bowls of the sea of serenity and only 60 km away from the 10m thick Pyrex dome protecting New London( or 'utopia' as the rebels call it with more that a bit of irony) is the New Sydney opera house.

it is a bizarre sight. The strange structure with its ethereal points like the hulls of many upturned boats surrounded by empty moon-scape. Protected by only a thin temporary done the...

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Spork (United States) published:

Untitled

PROMPT: Your Voice: Globalization

We are all humans, so why do we care so much, about race, sex, religion, class...We've invented weapons to blow up the whole world, and the person that delivers the final blow will just be getting revenge on someone who disagrees with them.

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Spork (United States) published:

me

PROMPT: Lens Change  | GROUP: True Stories

    They were all upset that the relatives couldn't come for Thanksgiving.  Except for the youngest one, whose height had just exceeded her mother's.  She was upset at much stranger things.

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Water Woman (United States) published:

Renegade City

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition

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LACEY
She was fifteen, a year older than me, on an unsuspecting night in December, and she chose that night to run away to Chicago.
Almost a year before, my sister, Lydia, had been awake dreaming again when we should have been sleeping.  “Y’know how Matilda’s nowhere?” she had whispered when we had been in bed.
            I had nodded.  “Ain’t at home, ain’t at school, ain’t in town.”
            “Well, I know where she is.  I found a...

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Spork (United States) published:

Smoke

PROMPT: Reconstructed Poetry  | GROUP: Poets and Wordsmiths

The earth is shaken, slightly.
Mystery sits looking over harbor and city
In smoke and flags.
Under the smoke, laughing with white teeth
dust all over his mouth...
He had thrown it, into her face.
Oh please, buy me something useless
to remember you by.
What of it?  Am I better off?

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