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Feb. 26: Breakdown
Feb. 27: Sensory
Feb. 28: Rare
March 1: Wildflower
March 2: Nuzzle
March 3: Riddle
March 4: Anonymous
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Me. Her.
On rare occasion, we have disputes.
They can get spirited.
But so do our make-up sessions.
With vim and vigor, we groan and tussle.
With vim and vigor, we moan and nuzzle.
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Buds of three flowers on the cusp of blooming
petals will open
but its splendor is timid
once bloomed death follows
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A light breeze carrying dandelion seeds
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The Zephyr is The Gentle Kiss Of The Wind, while the hurricane is the fist
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Under city lights we softly roam,
Through quiet paths the park calls home,
Your hand in mine, the night feels bright,
Love glows warmer than the city light.
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Anonymous in
This city, monotonous
Search for empathy.
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Well, it's a broken country according to Anonymous.
They aren't joking! please! fresh fire and brimstone is promised!
Others? all up in the proximity of drama that's compelling..
..like it's a production from Quentin Tarrentino or Aaron Spelling!
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Drawing of an angry eye with screaming faces reflected in the iris.
[1/2]
Dreary scenes inundating
Leaving strained hearts numb
Recurring atrocities
Demanding all succumb
Cocky justifications
Twisted riddles sway the dumb
Commands for full submission
Entire world beneath their thumb
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Cracks spread beneath the pressure
Protests trickle crumb by crumb
Righteous mountains manifest
The truths rise above the scum
Cataracts of voices ring
Resilient heartbeats drum
Forgiveness a luxury
Forces steeled for what's to come
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62.8
Falling out of him, she pretends not to see his naked soul. Their riddle still haunts her. She loved him better; he loved her more.
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62.7
We stand on opposite sides of the electric fence, words lingering on the edge, mesmerized by each other's riddles, wondering what would happen if the barriers were no more: cataracts of fire.
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love can seem impossible when your heart's gone numb empty black no one to bring you wildflowers and strawberries or snore you awake always on the edge of wanting love but avoiding it it's for the best, you say, but secretly it's your only desire just to be loved unconditionally even though you come with conditions how do you find that one who will love you anyways?
Wildflowers are more romantic than roses.
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62.6 #BraveWrite
When the Muse takes you at dawn, just between night and day, your words flow and fly to the page, free from riddling doubts.
In that fleeting moment, everything feels right and in its right place; you're both dragon and dragon-slayer, and all is well in the world.
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Anonymous eyes can still be deceived by how they’re perceived in silence. As if the violence of the world is unfelt, undealt, unknown. This hand is not prone to hurl into lines the unfurling of crimes, the most vile we know. That pain felt by ascendant souls who see life as more than a game of chess, one where the soulless make a mess of everything they can touch. Where the soulless take so much. Where they devour dreams and demand compliance. I can’t forgive the contrivance of transferring one’s pain with the lofty rawness of bitter refrain. That stain of words meant only for the speaker themselves dressed in a steel suit of rusted wealth. But tied souls are reborn tethered too; this I must give you, there’s a sense that balance must exist rather than the shift from bad to good. The mist of excuses would always demand the intoxication of vocalized isolation over calling out the true source. While anonymous eyes always perceive how other minds can be deceived and forced.
Anonymous Eyes:
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#BraveWrite The unusual serenity and confidence that Glencrosse had manifested immediately after his marriage to Ruthanne had been replaced by guarded anxiety since the beginning of the mission, and try as he would, Robbie could not puzzle out the #riddle of Ian’s current state of mind.
#BraveWrite At one point when Mark had to enter the barbershop to charge the battery on the hot water tank, he kicked the bunk; and if looks could have pierced aluminum, the door on Asc. Brooke’s cabin across the hall would have been #riddled with holes.
#BraveWrite “Linna told me she didn’t think Ian would have ever solved that problem on his own. His mind simply doesn’t function in his old organized way. In SkyPiercer days, he could have sat down and worked out the steps of this #conundrum in an hour’s time.”
Here’s a riddle:
She carried her grief lightly, but the evening carried her more heavily, casting her second self across the road, thin as a promise and twice as loyal.
What is a second self that needs no breath?
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I'm looking at today’s prompts for the #WritingCommunity, and words linger on the edge, posing riddles. They challenge me to brave the cold night of unknowingness, before they wash over me like a dyslexic cataract. A picture prompt for ekphrastic poetry evokes oneiric notions. They are quite unsettling for me. As for site fidelity... Today, I'm breaking the rules. 15 Words, 8 Words, #haiku, horror, fantasy ... whatever posed, I'll throw it all together. That's what you get for burying me in threads of mysterious terms. Perhaps, I should have tried devination as a gambit. But it is too late, now. Drafting demons are hastening -- deprived of men's depravity. Sorry, wrong address. Only fragile flowers, and Spring sprigs, here. Pages don't turn -- I'm in awe. Or, if you like it more #acrostic: Holy cow Overwhelmed With what's now Hey, what's that? Misty motions in velvet gloom... something is coming... Oh, hello, Cerberus! - No, you cannot devour me with your right head. We have the same ascendant. Does your left head still have toothaches? Oh, I'm sorry. Well, kind of. My clavicles crush crunchingly, as the giant dog's middle head is snagging me, and chewing me up. Evening falls fast unexpected lasting sleep -- some mornings won't come. By the way: Happy Birthday, Dave! © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree
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I'm looking at today’s prompts for the #WritingCommunity, and words linger on the edge, posing riddles. They challenge me to brave the cold night of unknowingness, before they wash over me like a dyslexic cataract.
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A picture prompt for ekphrastic poetry evokes oneiric notions. They are quite unsettling for me.
As for site fidelity... Today, I'm breaking the rules. 15 Words, 8 Words, #haiku, horror, fantasy ... whatever posed, I'll throw it all together. That's what you get for burying me in...
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...threads of mysterious terms.
Perhaps, I should have tried devination as a gambit. But it is too late, now.
Drafting demons are
hastening -- deprived of men's
depravity.
Sorry, wrong address. Only fragile flowers, and Spring sprigs, here.
Pages don't turn -- I'm in awe.
...
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...
Or, if you like it more #acrostic:
Holy cow
Overwhelmed
With what's now
Hey, what's that?
Misty motions in velvet gloom...
something is coming...
Oh, hello, Cerberus!
- No, you cannot devour me with your right head. We have the same ascendant. Does your left head still have...
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...still have toothaches? Oh, I'm sorry. Well, kind of.
My clavicles crush crunchingly, as the giant dog's middle head is snagging me, and chewing me up.
Evening falls fast
unexpected lasting sleep
-- some mornings won't come.
By the way: Happy Birthday, Dave!
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#firewords280 #BraveWrite ...
Buttons undone
hair swept by the wind
incoherent
like a back to front dream
canoeing around
a large cup of tea
making hand signals
with a mind all at sea
speaking in riddles
drowning in beers
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The riddle master,
Defeated by a dirty
Joke that made no sense.
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