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Say it Again – A Poem
Lies, lies, lies, Whisper at every side, Truth, truth, truth, No where to abide. Noise, noise, noise, The melody is dead, Silent, silent, silent, No words of hope are said.Strife, strife, strife,Fight to live a life,Rest, rest, rest,On the edge of a knife.Close, close, close,Eyes to present dark,Open, open, open,To a view vast and stark,Search,…
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War Games – Second Dose
Last time was just for fun, Bows and arrows shooting at a stationary bull’s eye. When it was done, The soldiers rested. After twenty eight days of preparation, Recording in the annals of cells, The battle plan,Lined up,Ready,Trained,The real war games begin.This is where the warriors come to life,And thrive.The faux enemy behaves like the…
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Just for Kicks – Up Time / Down Time
I have three sisters. We spent a good part of our childhood in competition with each other as that was encouraged by our parents; not on purpose but the side effect of fickle favoritism and random penalizing. Even so, we often got on harmonious “kicks”which were spurts of obsession with one activity or another and…
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Uncertain Certainty- A Poem
We want it all to be crystal clear; Nothing murky,Nothing left for doubt to spread its fingers in the cracks.We want to be understood in our deepest self,and to understand.For the shadows and the wondering,to cease.But all around,Our sight fails,Our love fails,Our steps slip.Where is the hand to lift,the heart to give what we want…
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Fiction Writer- Character Prompt 1
Driving home from work I noticed a grey jacket sprawled on the median. My first thought was, how did it get there and does the person who owns it know it’s missing? I imagined for a moment what the person was like and multiple people came to life. Imagine video footage like that of all…
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Exit Wound – A Poem of Sorrow
Something died. I felt its life snuffed out just now. It tore away living flesh with its exit. I feel the searing pain,the warm trickle of blood,from a new wound.If I screamed into space,for how horrible it felt,it would echo through all the galaxies,and chill the heat of the sun.A wave of bitterness, comes back…
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Clare Graith 