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Rewrite your favorite song using 15-20 words only. Great if you can make it into a haiku.
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Prose Challenge of the Week #36: Write a Haiku or Tanka describing a colour without using the name of the colour. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
She Was
She was;
enchanted by midnight, elated by one.
She was;
elevated near two, cursing the Sun.
She was;
bewitched by three, dreaming 'til five.
She was;
disillusioned at Sunrise, that she was alive.
She was;
tattered by morning, no place near the light.
She was;
never herself, except in the night.
Copyright 2016 Angela Skaggs
3 AM
Solace near 3 AM, lulled by still nothingness. Yesterday's noose loosens and dissipates into the night sky like scattered stars. The dire, disquiet of morning has yet to present on the blackened horizon. Lying in limbo, she is spared this fleeting and solitary moment of tranquility.
Copyright 2016 Angela Skaggs