Friday, December 18, 2009
Fifteen.
You have two weeks from today to write a piece of any kind about the photo. The rules are that simple-- literal, abstract, short story, poem, prose, etc. All styles are welcome, just use the photo as a starting point. After the new photo is posted, you may not post writing from previous weeks' photos.
Feel free to write multiple pieces if you feel that inspired, although you aren't required to write for every prompt. You won't be removed as an author unless you go four consecutive posts without writing or contacting me at all, or you ask to be removed.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
suckers (rewritten).
oh your beauty.
it shimmers amongst
the crystal waves.
sparkling like silver
upon the moistened sand.
You call me in and
use my permanent
obsession for plunder,
to bring me ashore.
into your treasured arms.
I felt the discrepancy
in value. Unreal was the
smile i found mapped upon
your face.
Fools Gold.
But yet,
I still felt wealthy.
Cause at that moment,
I traded my soul with
him beneath.
I exchanged my breath
for laughter.
the flowing blood boils
as I soak in your warmth.
it's comforting...
those who sailed the seas
before I, warned me
of your voice.
but I accept the turmoil
to listen to your song,
it shimmers amongst
the crystal waves.
sparkling like silver
upon the moistened sand.
You call me in and
use my permanent
obsession for plunder,
to bring me ashore.
into your treasured arms.
I felt the discrepancy
in value. Unreal was the
smile i found mapped upon
your face.
Fools Gold.
But yet,
I still felt wealthy.
Cause at that moment,
I traded my soul with
him beneath.
I exchanged my breath
for laughter.
the flowing blood boils
as I soak in your warmth.
it's comforting...
those who sailed the seas
before I, warned me
of your voice.
but I accept the turmoil
to listen to your song,
the melody of the siren.
Friday, December 4, 2009
memory
i sit here
alone
on the edge of the bed (i shared with you)
eyes closed
my own fingers
sliding
down
my own flesh
the back of my neck
the soft places where you used to touch
reminding me
of your now unfamiliar touch
my fingers stop
and it's like you are here again
your scent fills my lungs
i swear
i can feel your breath
raising bumps on the backs of my arms
but then
just as you appeared
you are gone
and it's like the first time i said goodbye
all over again
i don't even remember what you look like
alone
on the edge of the bed (i shared with you)
eyes closed
my own fingers
sliding
down
my own flesh
the back of my neck
the soft places where you used to touch
reminding me
of your now unfamiliar touch
my fingers stop
and it's like you are here again
your scent fills my lungs
i swear
i can feel your breath
raising bumps on the backs of my arms
but then
just as you appeared
you are gone
and it's like the first time i said goodbye
all over again
i don't even remember what you look like
Fourteen
I am honestly, a little disappointed with all of my authors right now. It's hard to have an active community when there is only one [maybe two] posts per photo. I switched to a two week at the request of your guys, and that obviously didn't change anything, as I am the only one consistently writing, and the absolutely only one critiquing anything. What can I do to make you guys interested in writing? Please give me suggestions.
Now, back to your usual programming::
Fourteen.
You have two weeks from today to write a piece of any kind about the photo. The rules are that simple-- literal, abstract, short story, poem, prose, etc. All styles are welcome, just use the photo as a starting point. After the new photo is posted, you may not post writing from previous weeks' photos.
Feel free to write multiple pieces if you feel that inspired, although you aren't required to write for every prompt. You won't be removed as an author unless you go four consecutive posts without writing or contacting me at all, or you ask to be removed.
Now, back to your usual programming::
Fourteen.
You have two weeks from today to write a piece of any kind about the photo. The rules are that simple-- literal, abstract, short story, poem, prose, etc. All styles are welcome, just use the photo as a starting point. After the new photo is posted, you may not post writing from previous weeks' photos.
Feel free to write multiple pieces if you feel that inspired, although you aren't required to write for every prompt. You won't be removed as an author unless you go four consecutive posts without writing or contacting me at all, or you ask to be removed.
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