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One Last Time

Look my way just one more time

Before the clock strikes 12

Descending us into the nights darkness

This light won't last forever

Nothing ever does

Walk with me one last time

Before we drift apart into the sea

The tides sway back and forth

With such force

Like the heart does when falling in and Out of love

The wind blows around us

One last time

As we take a deep breath and

Say goodbye

For one last time...

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Written by Stacy in portal Poetry & Free Verse
One Last Time
Look my way just one more time
Before the clock strikes 12
Descending us into the nights darkness
This light won't last forever
Nothing ever does
Walk with me one last time
Before we drift apart into the sea
The tides sway back and forth
With such force
Like the heart does when falling in and Out of love
The wind blows around us
One last time
As we take a deep breath and
Say goodbye
For one last time...
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Interactive Fiction Project

I'm excited to announce that I'm working on an interactive fiction project using Twine. The genre will be YA fantasy, and it will read like a choose-your-own-adventure book with the bonus of an in-game inventory system. I will release more information about this project soon! If there's anything you'd like to see in the storyline, please comment below. Thanks!

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Interactive Fiction Project
I'm excited to announce that I'm working on an interactive fiction project using Twine. The genre will be YA fantasy, and it will read like a choose-your-own-adventure book with the bonus of an in-game inventory system. I will release more information about this project soon! If there's anything you'd like to see in the storyline, please comment below. Thanks!
#fantasy  #fiction  #adventure  #interactivefiction 
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Written by Jessi

I am the river, today.

I am the nymph, ephemerella,

on half-spent winds; shucking my skin

in rivers of early spring- to dun.

I am the trout that gorges; waiting

on egg-laden spinners that drift,

after a long winter. I am the pollen,

of the elder oaks and ashes;

carried by the wind- landing in runlets, replenished by rain. I am the

covered shadows touched by the current- synced, to move along together;

into the falls, always babbling.

I am the fine mist dusting,

gently sweeping by; from fly rod reel

at its ten o'clock break-

pausing (even the breath),

in hopes of perfect cast.

I am the muck, stuck; the solid ground.

I am the wing-dipped bird soaring;

the spiders silk, blown.

I am the green leaf, bitten.

I am the pike; I am the bite.

I am the liken of a thousand years.

I am the rock, the green, the brown.

I am the movement;

the stillness in silence.

I am the flow ....

I am the river.

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Written by Jessi
I am the river, today.
I am the nymph, ephemerella,
on half-spent winds; shucking my skin
in rivers of early spring- to dun.
I am the trout that gorges; waiting
on egg-laden spinners that drift,
after a long winter. I am the pollen,
of the elder oaks and ashes;
carried by the wind- landing in runlets, replenished by rain. I am the
covered shadows touched by the current- synced, to move along together;
into the falls, always babbling.
I am the fine mist dusting,
gently sweeping by; from fly rod reel
at its ten o'clock break-
pausing (even the breath),
in hopes of perfect cast.
I am the muck, stuck; the solid ground.
I am the wing-dipped bird soaring;
the spiders silk, blown.
I am the green leaf, bitten.
I am the pike; I am the bite.
I am the liken of a thousand years.
I am the rock, the green, the brown.
I am the movement;
the stillness in silence.
I am the flow ....
I am the river.
#spirituality 
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~Love~Tweets~

°~~BREATHE~~°

And keep me alive

Because your breath

Synced with my soul

As you breathe I survive 

Let me hear your voice

Through my heartbeats-^-/\_

When my tears are falling

I listen to your tweets~~

Over and over again

Sing me a happy song

As you happily flying ~^♡^~

I'll quietly watch--

While biting my tongue

Keep the smile on your face ^_^

And pour me bitter in my glass

If that makes you happy

I'll drink your bitter 

Silently-- and tear off 

       My Heart-        

      A            T

       P          R  

             A

So my heartache 

Doesn't disturb you.

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Written by CreativeChaos
~Love~Tweets~

°~~BREATHE~~°
And keep me alive
Because your breath
Synced with my soul
As you breathe I survive 

Let me hear your voice
Through my heartbeats-^-/\_
When my tears are falling
I listen to your tweets~~
Over and over again

Sing me a happy song
As you happily flying ~^♡^~
I'll quietly watch--
While biting my tongue

Keep the smile on your face ^_^
And pour me bitter in my glass
If that makes you happy
I'll drink your bitter 
Silently-- and tear off 
       My Heart-        
      A            T
       P          R  
             A
So my heartache 
Doesn't disturb you.
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Written by JairoChacon in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Old Maze

They say I have an old soul

That I think about things people my age don't do

Things like love, nobility, accountability, maturity. 

Ideas

Spoken in languages of sages, 

haven't heard from in ages,

Dialects of mages,

Intellects conversing in mazes, 

Frenetically searching through the pages, 

Frantically breaking the cages. 

By ancient souls that existed before the creation of the world, breathed into life by the whispers of God's voice

Echoing into the void, 

Speaking to these bones, 

Shouting to the noise,

Expelling the voices 

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Written by JairoChacon in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Old Maze
They say I have an old soul

That I think about things people my age don't do

Things like love, nobility, accountability, maturity. 

Ideas
Spoken in languages of sages, 
haven't heard from in ages,
Dialects of mages,
Intellects conversing in mazes, 
Frenetically searching through the pages, 
Frantically breaking the cages. 

By ancient souls that existed before the creation of the world, breathed into life by the whispers of God's voice

Echoing into the void, 
Speaking to these bones, 
Shouting to the noise,
Expelling the voices 
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Once upon a field of snow
Written by ScotlinT

Victim in Snow

Once upon a field of snow,

That white no longer more did show.

Red colors in ink patterns grow,

My victim the Reaper doth sow.

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Once upon a field of snow
Written by ScotlinT
Victim in Snow
Once upon a field of snow,
That white no longer more did show.
Red colors in ink patterns grow,
My victim the Reaper doth sow.
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The neighborhood kids, always, avoid that tree.
Written by ruffmiriam

The Tree in the Lot

The kids stay away from the tree

Found in the empty lot

They roam around both wild and free

But there they will go not

The stories are frightening tales

Filled with horror and moaning wails

The stories are

The stories are

Tales of lynchings and sharpened nails

The kids stay away from the tree

An oak tall in the sun

Leafy branches stretch 'til eyes don't see

To horrors not undone

The fear it holds affects them all

Causing trembling and babies' squalls

The fear it holds

The fear it holds

Leads people joined as one to fall

The kids stay away from the tree

A deathtrap speaks its fear

The culture there has ceased to be

Though people feel it's near

The horrors past come close right now

Though no one is sure just quite how

The horrors past

The horrors past

Come closer than they should allow

#tree #challenge #horror #trijanrefrain #history

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The neighborhood kids, always, avoid that tree.
Written by ruffmiriam
The Tree in the Lot
The kids stay away from the tree
Found in the empty lot
They roam around both wild and free
But there they will go not
The stories are frightening tales
Filled with horror and moaning wails
The stories are
The stories are
Tales of lynchings and sharpened nails

The kids stay away from the tree
An oak tall in the sun
Leafy branches stretch 'til eyes don't see
To horrors not undone
The fear it holds affects them all
Causing trembling and babies' squalls
The fear it holds
The fear it holds
Leads people joined as one to fall

The kids stay away from the tree
A deathtrap speaks its fear
The culture there has ceased to be
Though people feel it's near
The horrors past come close right now
Though no one is sure just quite how
The horrors past
The horrors past
Come closer than they should allow

#tree #challenge #horror #trijanrefrain #history

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Chapter 2 of The Nymphs
Written by Cross in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Argyra

Their love did not endure

The trial of Time

For 'twas his body

She loved.

Old and gray,

Bitter and grieving.

Abandoned

To die alone.

Once a mere mortal,

Selemnus,

By the grace of Aphrodite

Turned now into a river.

Bathe in his waters,

O forsaken one.

So he may wash away

Your pain.

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Chapter 2 of The Nymphs
Written by Cross in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Argyra
Their love did not endure
The trial of Time
For 'twas his body
She loved.

Old and gray,
Bitter and grieving.
Abandoned
To die alone.

Once a mere mortal,
Selemnus,
By the grace of Aphrodite
Turned now into a river.

Bathe in his waters,
O forsaken one.
So he may wash away
Your pain.

#poetry  #mythology  #nymphs 
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In Inspiration of my new book : "Midnight Memos About Love by Nokulunga Mazibuko" What is the ONE truth/opinion/question/quote you have about Love??
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Love is transcendent. 

True and honest, simple love, 

never disappears. 

(Love the title, Midnight Memos!)

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Love is transcendent. 
True and honest, simple love, 
never disappears. 

(Love the title, Midnight Memos!)

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Voiceless

The stage's set for two

In transcient timeless thread

But beneath spotlight burning

Shadows convolute the troupe

Lend patience, I beg my blood

Beating senseless to my questions

Whose answers are only qualms

Whom only brood and breed and spawn

To screeching strings taught

Dies the quiet tranquility

To melodrama's rapidity  

Rises senseless ruminating

I realize a regretful reluctance

A gluttony of thoughts inspires

And flood an invigoration

Of the shadows' consumption 

Before curtain's fall wherein

What's lost is for nothing, may yet

Clarity beam serenity

And incinerate the temerity

Of shadows' pervasive display

Leaving, at last, not a troupe,

But the duo that'd brought

My feet's first stepping beyond

A mind I call a cage

To a place reborn and called

'The Stage'

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Written by Harlequin in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Voiceless
The stage's set for two
In transcient timeless thread
But beneath spotlight burning
Shadows convolute the troupe

Lend patience, I beg my blood
Beating senseless to my questions
Whose answers are only qualms
Whom only brood and breed and spawn

To screeching strings taught
Dies the quiet tranquility
To melodrama's rapidity  
Rises senseless ruminating

I realize a regretful reluctance
A gluttony of thoughts inspires
And flood an invigoration
Of the shadows' consumption 

Before curtain's fall wherein
What's lost is for nothing, may yet
Clarity beam serenity
And incinerate the temerity
Of shadows' pervasive display
Leaving, at last, not a troupe,
But the duo that'd brought
My feet's first stepping beyond
A mind I call a cage
To a place reborn and called
'The Stage'

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