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Write the most meaningful, emotional thing you can think of in 30 words.
Written by katiekat in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Alex (Alex's Lemonade Stand)

Her name was Alex

And she changed the world

Her cancer was incurable

She died at only 8 years old

But she left a legacy

That few of us will

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Write the most meaningful, emotional thing you can think of in 30 words.
Written by katiekat in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Alex (Alex's Lemonade Stand)
Her name was Alex
And she changed the world
Her cancer was incurable
She died at only 8 years old
But she left a legacy
That few of us will
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Write a poem personifying music.
Written by katiekat in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Dancing, En Pointe

I take form in the large room, floating from the strings and wood of the instruments.

I look down at myself. What am I today? I wonder. I take many forms, usually a different one every time I appear.

Today, I appear in a white dress with a strong bodice, and a tulle skirt that puffs out and reaches my knees. I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror. Bright red hair, pulled back in a bun, decorated with a simple white ribbon. My legs are covered by white tights, and small, light pink pointe shoes hug my feet. 

I smile. Classical, I suppose.

Before I know what's happening, I am dancing. Pirouettes, pique turns, arabesques. Twirling through the room en pointe, weaving through the crowds. White beams of light follow me, weaving around people, gripping them tight. Filling their heads with the notes, the beat, and the dance.

The song ends, and a cheer erupts through the room. I take a bow, though no one can see me.

The string quartet begins playing again, and I find myself rising up en pointe again, ready to dance once more.

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Write a poem personifying music.
Written by katiekat in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Dancing, En Pointe
I take form in the large room, floating from the strings and wood of the instruments.
I look down at myself. What am I today? I wonder. I take many forms, usually a different one every time I appear.
Today, I appear in a white dress with a strong bodice, and a tulle skirt that puffs out and reaches my knees. I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror. Bright red hair, pulled back in a bun, decorated with a simple white ribbon. My legs are covered by white tights, and small, light pink pointe shoes hug my feet. 
I smile. Classical, I suppose.
Before I know what's happening, I am dancing. Pirouettes, pique turns, arabesques. Twirling through the room en pointe, weaving through the crowds. White beams of light follow me, weaving around people, gripping them tight. Filling their heads with the notes, the beat, and the dance.
The song ends, and a cheer erupts through the room. I take a bow, though no one can see me.
The string quartet begins playing again, and I find myself rising up en pointe again, ready to dance once more.
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What's the scariest story you can come up with in only 15 words
Written by katiekat in portal Horror & Thriller

Monsters

"I'm safe from the monsters;" you whisper to yourself.

"Safety is an illusion;" something replies.

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Monsters
"I'm safe from the monsters;" you whisper to yourself.
"Safety is an illusion;" something replies.
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A Letter From the Future

Dear Reader,

God, it's been a while. That's an odd way to start a letter, but I suppose it will do. 

Don't take this the wrong way, but I've been keeping an eye on you. That sounds so creepy, I'm sorry. I'm basically breaking all the rules, sending this letter to you. Because, well, I'm you. From the future.

Look, this is weird for both of us. I'm not qualified to send you this letter, obviously.

Behind my madness, there is a method, so just hear me out. I had to send you a message, one that won't be detected easily by computers.

You should read the first word of each line now.

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Written by katiekat
A Letter From the Future
Dear Reader,

God, it's been a while. That's an odd way to start a letter, but I suppose it will do. 

Don't take this the wrong way, but I've been keeping an eye on you. That sounds so creepy, I'm sorry. I'm basically breaking all the rules, sending this letter to you. Because, well, I'm you. From the future.

Look, this is weird for both of us. I'm not qualified to send you this letter, obviously.

Behind my madness, there is a method, so just hear me out. I had to send you a message, one that won't be detected easily by computers.

You should read the first word of each line now.



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