Inspired by In the end we were just a moment (Prose Poem) and Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, September 8, 2020
Within my walls are
Infinity.
Nonexistent and yet
Defined
By vibrations of a dismal
Speck
Of Cesium.
86,400 eternities each day, but
Somehow…
In the end,
We were just a moment.
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Sometimes
I go outside and
Look at bugs
For an hour or two.
Some people think it’s
Silly,
But when
Mad Moth
And his gang of
Mutant Millworms
Attack
The Ant Kingdom
Somebody’s gotta be there
To call
The Beetle Rangers.
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Today’s words are:
The goal is to exercise your brain and split writer’s block. You can write anything! A story, a poem, a paragraph, a sentence, anything! The only rule is that it includes the words given or is inspired by the words given. If you post something, link it in a comment. I’d love to see what everyone comes up with! Have fun and remember to include #5words
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How can I put this?
What can I say?
Why do my words roll and tumble
And trip and catch in my throat
So that what I say
Is neither what I meant
Nor what I wished to convey?
They pour out,
A jumble of letters on the floor
And what they mean is,
“I love you.”
How all the winsome words
Form and dance and sing
In my head.
And from my finger tips
A beautiful sonata flies.
Down on paper
I can show you
Who I am inside.
But why,
Why do the words not fly
From my lips so shy.
They fly and fall
And smash to the floor.
And you ask me “why?”
I do not know why.
I do not know.
It tears me.
It rips me inside.
When my heart speaks,
My mind is blank
And I stutter.
I stutter and sigh,
“I love you.”
Forgive me please.
It’s foolish it seems.
I feel foolish
And still I cannot speak.
I wish to say:
“Your beauty is like the sun
And down on me it shines.
It parts the rain.
It warms my life.
Your lips are like blossoms.
Soft and delicate.
For a kiss so sweet,
Anything, my love.
Your touch leaves me helpless.
It melts into me
And gives me life.
Your skin is like mahogany.
It makes me blush inside
And drives me mad.
Your eyes are wide and deep.
Your gaze makes me naked.
Oh, for eternity
Should I be lost within them!”
But when my heart speaks,
My mind tumbles.
My jaw is tight
And I am lost.
So many words rush up
And catch in my throat.
And what escapes is only,
“I love you.”
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“Flowers don’t walk, Crest,” Triff said.
“I’m telling you what I saw. The thing was walking,” Crest said, “On those spindly things.” He pointed at what looked like two bundles of roots trailing from the main body. “I mean… have you ever seen anything like this?”
“Well… no,” Triff said.
The thing lay stretched out. Two more root bundles flung forward beneath what looked like a three-foot-wide wilted purple passionflower. From flower-top to root-tips, the whole thing was about two and a half feet long.
“But still… Wha?!” Triff jumped.
“…It’s got eyes,” Crest said.
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Today’s words are:
The goal is to exercise your brain and split writer’s block. You can write anything! A story, a poem, a paragraph, a sentence, anything! The only rule is that it includes the words given or is inspired by the words given. If you post something, link it in a comment. I’d love to see what everyone comes up with! Have fun and remember to include #5words
I’m not 100%
Certain
If I’ve been to sleep
In the last three days,
But this coffee
Is good,
There are no bananas
Left,
And I’m still wearing
The same
Pants.
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Today’s words are:
The goal is to exercise your brain and split writer’s block. You can write anything! A story, a poem, a paragraph, a sentence, anything! The only rule is that it includes the words given or is inspired by the words given. If you post something, link it in a comment. I’d love to see what everyone comes up with! Have fun and remember to include #5words
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“It’s pointless, the king is a fool! He’ll never agree,” a figure cloaked in purple said.
“But he must agree. And he will. I’ll make sure of it,” a man wearing thick black goggles said. He smiled, his teeth black as soot. The purple figure fidgeted, uncertain, concerned.
Black Teeth stretched out his right arm, it was twice the size of his left, and took hold of a heavy, cast iron crank. He grunted. The muscles and veins stood out of his arm and neck. His body tightened, bulged, sweated. Slowly, a long low creak screeched through the room. Gears tangled in a brilliant horrible mass began turning on each other. A faint blue light glowed all around like bottled lightning crackling.
“What, what are you doing?!” the purple figure said, stepping backward.
The light grew brighter and brighter. Blinding blue, white-hot light. The purple figure dropped to his knees, shielding his eyes.
Black teeth began laughing maniacally as the crank turned faster and faster. Soon his arm was a blur as the gears ground on each other in a cacophony of iron and steam. The purple figure scratched at his ears trying to block out the terrible sound that pounded his head.
A sudden explosion rocked the entire airship. The purple figure felt as though his insides had been separated from each other. Bone from bone, muscle from muscle.
The machine began to slow and the lights dim. The purple figure stood shakily, clutching his head and stomach. He looked up, bleary-eyed, at black teeth. His arm was still turning, slower and slower as the machine screeched to a halt, and the room darkened.
“Wh-what did you do?” the purple figure asked.
Black teeth was smiling.
“I stopped the rain.”
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Today’s words are:
The goal is to exercise your brain and split writer’s block. You can write anything! A story, a poem, a paragraph, a sentence, anything! The only rule is that it includes the words given or is inspired by the words given. If you post something, link it in a comment. I’d love to see what everyone comes up with! Have fun and remember to include #5words
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