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Writing Prompt

POEM STARTER

Submitted by Alice Clifford

Write a poem describing the beauty of something you believe is overlooked.

Try and create a interesting picture of this beauty in your writing

Writings

emotion

Inside Out

taught us

of

joy,

sadness,

anger,

disgust,

and fear


we are told

to share

how

we feel


but nobody

really

does that

do

they?


there’s love

and

hope


there’s hate

and

hopelessness


there are

so many

emotions

we hide

inside


when they

are

beautiful

and messy


they will

never

not bleed

through your

words and

actions


they are

soul

and being


so why

do we hide them?...

…

the beauty in that moment right

before



the end.


right before

the beginning.


right before the

i love you.

part

and the

i hate you.

part


right before

i’m fine


a million words are spoken in that moment before,

yet none are really expressed,

and they never will be.


I’ve only ever heard mentions of the after.

How they react,

What you deci...

And There I Saw Beauty

“Who is that there?”

I pause, my eyes locked on the mirror

The face inside of it is new

She is fresh with an unfamiliar warmth

That bleeds from the corners

Of shimmering eyes

Into the blaze of a genuine smile


And there I saw beauty

In each crease and crevice of her skin

There was a gentle power in her hands

And resplendent wisdom

In shoulders

That too often carried boulders

But for once,

Were...

Microscopic View of a Tear

A tear glides down the cheek

Glistening, catching the light

But if you look a bit closer

The tear is a beautiful sight


Prisms glance off the drop

Sparkling like a diamond

A sunrise burst of vivid rays

Deep jewel hues on a highland


A geometric frame

Crystals in a snowy cave

For who would have thought this is how

A single sad teardrop behaves


It is incredible

That something so depressing

Has such...

Be(you)tiful

Be(you)tiful.


Do this, and you couldn’t be more gorgeous....

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Beauty In The Mundane 

A journal lies dormant, its secrets sealed tight,

A keeper of whispers from mornings to nights.

Forgotten pages, Where my younger self would write,

My dreams and my fears beneath the soft Moonlight.


Clothing, outgrown and gently frayed,

Hangs limply, a reminder of times relentless flow.

In its threads, a former self is displayed,

A narrative of who we once were in every fold.


The dishes, chippe...

Petrichor

Walking out to a breeze unfelt before

I fall to my knees

Others walking past without a second glance

As I smell the memory of a first dance

Sadness overcomes me

Do they not see?

Alone in my own nostalgia

Did it ever rain at all?

The sun beating down

It's fading from me

As it dries

It’s fading faster

Picking a single blade of grass

This scent I hold forevermore

Lost in translation among the rays

Bu...

Petrichor

Walking out to a breeze unfelt before

I fall to my knees

Others walking past without a second glance

As I smell the memory of a first dance

Sadness overcomes me

Do they not see?

Alone in my own nostalgia

Did it ever rain at all?

The sun beating down

It's fading from me

As it dries

It’s fading faster

Picking a single blade of grass

This scent I hold forevermore

Lost in translation among the rays

Bu...

effulgence indulgence

effulgence indulgence

I’ll be your wallflower

You be my quotidian piece.


I knew a boy who was an artist

He drew my freckles like stars

My curls like silk

My eyes like windowpanes

To his world

He loved me until there was nothing left

But ashes and a smoking paintbrush....

My BPP

They stand at the ready

Capable of dispensing such grace

Consensually spilling

So many secrets


Clear and to the point

A fount of notion, knowledge,

And communication

Retention


So hard-headed

Yet so transparent

Always leaving

A lasting impression


At once hard to hold

And easy to embrace

Often exhausting

Their partners

Before exhausting

Themselves


Not as luxuriantly elegant

In appearance

As th...