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Writing Prompt

POEM STARTER

Write an imagism poem.

An imagism poem is often short and sweet as it describes the literal appearance of a scene. It avoids overly-wordy and poetic features like metaphor and symbolism.

Imagism

A tree over there

Oh look a brown bear

People watch as stare

As the sun sets

But lets

Head home for the night

And not let the bed bugs bite...

New Year Old Me Or Maybe New Me?

New year is here! Time flies like fast fast ! Has anyone done resaloutions? I certainly didn’t because I think everyone is perfect even me but if they want to challenge (not too challenging) themselves they can but it just my opinion everyone is perfect but hey! you can make a good goal for this year like i wanted to be skinny but that is a very hard challenge to do. So I said to myself that if i...

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Last Day at the Beach

Warm breeze blowing

Snow white sand

Big yellow sun

Clear blue water


New orange raft

Gentle rolling waves

Kids splashing water

Float float float


Toasty warm sun

Clear calm mind

Heavy blinking eyes

Let’s take a nap


Total peace and quiet

Crusty sleepy eyes

Can’t see the beach

Oh I screwed up...

Gem

Eyes like sapphires

Heart like gold

From the top of her head

Exquisite ringlets unfold


Smile like a diamond

So shiny and bright

When the world is dark

She is the one pure light


Talks like an emerald

So rich and so cool

And the sweet words that she tells me

Are my one great, great fuel...

A Quiet Riot ļæ¼

Through concrete's stern grip,

She whispers of resilience—

Sunkissed yellow unfurls.


A lone dandelion,

Defies the gray expanse,

Brave and beautiful.


Beneath city's breath,

she blooms—a quiet riot,

Nature's softest triumph....

Nights

Dark is the night

There is no light

Curled up in fright

There’s no end in sight

Too scared to fight

Dark is the night...

A Grave Time

Dreary skies and pouring rain,

Fog rolls in an open plane.

An old worn bench sat all alone,

Next to a grave carved out from stone.

Dead flowers laid upon the ground,

The silence here is so profound.

Ivy crawls across her grave,

Name so beautifully engraved.

Despite this solemn scenery,

It just seems serene to me;

When I think of the two of us....

Look

He glances at me from across the room


Our eyes lock


One moment passes

Two…


I look away,

Defeated....

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Fluffy Chair

My hand felt the smoothest seat.

Felt like the fur of a small pup.

The spine in my back straighten itself.

Sitting comfortably in my white fluffy chair.


Breathing softly into the fresh air,

As my tense muscles relaxed into calmness.

Releasing all of the stress from before.

And therefore, I shall start all over again.

To experience, this welcoming relief....