She projects tragedy
every time she thinks of me..
A river of tears internalized
as she puts on a brave face
for her male bashing friends
who hate my guts
with the same level of passion
my ex once had for me..
#poetry #micropoetry #poem #amwriting #slapdashsat
“What was your mom nagging you about this time?” Kit asked.
“She’s really annoyed I spent a lot of dough at Lionel Trains. Why shouldn’t I buy expensive stuff when I have the chance? She acts like I constantly overspend or go shopping. I ain’t like Aunt Lucinda.” #SlapDashSat
Like a kite junkie
forever chasing the wind
I seek to soar
on the majesty
of your words
that uplift my soul
and liberate me outta here
if only temporarily
because temporary
is all we are consigned to have
#poetry #micropoetry #poem #amwriting
#slapdashsat
#HaikuChallenge XENOGENEIC
#whistpr STRENGTH
#firewords280 ALCOVE
#MadVerse LOST IN TRANSLATION
#AchtenWrite DEUTO
#Amatory EVOKE HER POWER, SOULS DANCE, DARKNESS TAKES HOLD
#TheDailyHaiku today's theme: SEEDS
this week's theme: MUSIC
NO THEME
#SciFiSat
#SlapDashSat
#SatWrite
A single step was all it would take to bring their bodies together. Hugh measured the distance. His body hummed to life at the thought of Will’s fingers skating over his skin, Will’s breath ghosting over his lips, Will’s moans the only sound he heard.
#SlapDashSat
It was quiet, late on the bridge, only the whirr of computers and the ruminations of the Captain popping the silence.
'What do you think is the scariest thing about space?' said the Captain.
'Well, there was that time we ran out of coffee,' said Skiv.
1/2
#SlapDashSat
#firewords280 EXQUISITE
#MadVerse BOLDLY SKETCHED
#Amatory LET DARKNESS IN, RHYTHM AND FLOW, or SUCCULENT GLOWS
#TheDailyHaiku today's theme: TOUCH
this week's theme: WINGS
NO THEME
#SciFiSat
#SlapDashSat
#SatWrite
#SuggestiveSat
children's bellies bloat,
their fathers' faces blackened with sun
and sorrow, and their mothers' hands
become empty spoons,
and still: all is want, say the kings,
we have no bread to spare:
the fields overflow at harvest,
bones falling like grains of wheat
#SlapDashSat
The castle is surrounded by an wall of dark blue and purple storm clouds, which roil and twist as they swirl in a pattern dictated by the ritual. Lightning streaks cast flashes of light in the darkness. It is eerily quiet.
‘Holy chicken coop,’ Karrion whispers.
#SlapDashSat
Splatter Poetry: Classified Jollies
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#poetry #micropoetry #poem #amwriting #slapdashsat
#TheDailyHaiku today's theme: STREAM
weekly theme: POEM
NO THEME
#SciFiSat
#SlapDashSat
#SatWrite
Prompts not yet released:
#TurningThePhrase
#15wordsPoet
#Amatory
#StoryIn6
I sat down to write this story for my future children. I never expected it to take so long.
I’ll have to end here. Three ewes are expecting, and Zeke needs my help. Life goes on, if you dig the riff.
#TheLongGame
#SatSplat
#SlapdashSat
“I didn’t mind living in a flat so much,” Albrecht said. “I would’ve been happy with a three-room tenement or a shack under a bridge as long as we were out of Germany. When we arrived in England, I felt like I could finally breathe again.” #SlapDashSat
NO THEME
#SciFiSat
#SlapDashSat
#SatWrite
Prompts not yet released:
#TurningThePhrase
#15WordsPoet
The only member of the Polański family who joined them was Bruno. Even without the language barrier most of them had, American presidents held as little personal interest and relevance to them as Polish prime ministers had for everyone else. #SlapDashSat
Before the creation of the Mortal Realm...
50,000 years before the story begins...
Beings of magic and energy danced together, not knowing that the parts of them that mingled would blend into something new, something separate... something dangerous.
#SlapDashSat #ConceptArt
