Writing Prompt

Author: Jorge Luis Borges

In the infinite library that was the internet, every book ever written was accessible, alongside every book that could be written, and indeed, every possible permutation of letters in every language that had ever existed. The Internet, in all its unfathomable vastness, seemed at first glance to be an infinite wellspring of knowledge and wisdom, a gift from the gods of te...

The boy hastened to his father, sobbing with the sorrow of a thousand mourning doves.

“Father, thy boys down thou street hast injured me once again!” He was talking of thy group of six living at number 12 on their street.

“Ah! Thee was bullied by thoust ugly cretains whose toungues outvenom all the nile, eh? Do not stand there like a coward, my son! Get them back!” Boomed thy father.

Thy boy nod...

To be

You see

Insta what

Social stuff

Not to be

With glee

Tick what

Stupid junk

What is

That’s his

The question

The suggestion...

(A Golden Shovel poem that borrows from “Dreams” by Langston Hughes)

(If you are unsure how to read a Golden Shovel- read the last word of each line)

On bitter nights I try to hold

Myself away from falling fast

Asleep that I may not go to

That frightful realm I call my dreams

I detest each visit there, for

I cannot trust in what or when

Forgetting they are only dreams

I fight to leave, but c...

“To be or not to be?”

A question many a man ask earnestly

To live a life of misery

Or lay thy’s head to early sleep

“To be or not to be?”

Thou dare ask a question unholy

In a world dashed with madness and folly

Life is but a cursed melee

“To be or not be?”

Life is but a fickle dream

In death, but a memory

To brethren, dichotomy

“To be or not to be?”

Many ask and many seek

Thee watch and c...

Say, how are you?

How are you I say?

Have you heard of the town named Tooberaday?

It’s a place not too far

You can get there real quick

Although you might find yourself getting quite sick

In Tooberaday you see

They don’t leave their homes

That’s because every one

Has its very own Tooberphone

The Tooberphone is a device that can do it all

You can watch TV, surf the web, even make a call

It clean...

Maumo prepared to see her friend, she came online.

They planned to meet at the same place, and the same time.

Then by the stone archway, his avatar appeared.

He was The Beun, a game veteran many feared.

He only wore base-game cosmetics. Why? None knew.

His cape and tunic were blue, light blue, and dark blue.

“You’re here!” Maumo cheered, her voice in the mic was bright.

“How was school today?” T...

“Wishing myself and other people a wonderful Happy 2024 year.

My vision is as easy as 1234567

New year, no Fake Faces in my life ”

Happiness only

Free Conscious

No more haters

Mind cage-free and peaceful me

No more Stress, no more abuse, no more confusing people near me, life is life

Joy and happiness are priceless to me”....

“My good lady, are we selling a sand castle bucket for five dollars to a total stranger?” Fitzwilliams called out from the foyer.

“No, dear,” Elizabeth said. “It’s a kit with little shovels too. Make sure you remember the little shovels.”

Befuddled, Fitzwilliams walked into their sun drenched kitchen with crumpled singles. By the patio doors, his beloved was wrestling a potted lemon tree. He h...

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, a forgotten lore of cherries galore went missing from my gaze. How frightened I had been to see my sweetened cherries lost, t’was only then I had realized the clock struck midnight and I awoke with a shiver. ‘Twas merely a dream thank god, for such a think missing would be tragic, I’m sure....