poetry… Barred Bones #OSEwritingchallenge 3 May 2019 In case you missed my first post on the Writing Challenge for today:It was write any piece of work based off of one, single, word that first word being composerfor…
poetry… Lost sounds #OSEWritingChallenge 3 May 20193 May 2019 Today I experienced something particular; Sharing creative ideas in person and together writing on the same promptThe prompt style we decided on was:write any piece of work based off of…
poetry Our Poem: S t a r t 2 May 2019 how does this pencil scrape against some soft pageoozing empty veins, left drainedseek lost mistake sworn rigid lines madeseeping swimmingly by margin's facehidden no more, retched ink starves drinking dry…
poetry… he / r (Unfinished) 2 May 2019 Fleeting fury abound crossdiscover grains of roots seems lost please don't toss the seeds they lost them among drunken false featsstay where they need, struck by worn, lost, or cold…
An Echos Chord An Echos Chord #8 1 May 201916 May 2019 why did their warm, lively souls seem bluntly shown against my shifting eyes?Almost piercing thin wires we clamp around possible voices as soon as a single sound scurries thinly on…
A Piece of Joy Piece of Joy #35 1 May 2019 "A Conversation huh?" "I see that they have asked for some bizarre, temporary contract who tongues choke upon any sound they sent""Why do people even desire such limited longings, like…
poetry Our Poem | Scarce Stems 30 Apr 2019 If only those gloves knew what cold skin tastes like; as our heat shone numb against pale, dry air grasping onto desolate ashesMy mistake dear, I knew not of the…
Untitled Whispers M / E 28 Apr 2019 losing my conscious in a puddle of thoughts and emotions they spoke once a soul, twice told by frigid bones, shivering against winds who shaved off every soft goalWe've known…
poetry Our Poem: Endgame 27 Apr 201919 Dec 2022 Guys I'm not even going to lie to you I am going to see Endgame later tonight so a bit excited for that, considering the hype surrounding such a phenomenon…
poetry Our Poem: Unbridled Passion 27 Apr 2019 Looking upon shill folk, arctic tides swept like harsh winds, piercing vast humble valleys who once sung sweetly towards our resentful skysearing cool crystals broken before dawnclearing weak space brimming…