The 2nd poem I wrote for today's prompt.
It's been too long since I did a rhyme scheme.
Link to the first poem: https://commaful.com/play/ivoryannalise/oh-lovely-sister/
Just a quick poem for the daily prompt sister.
Link to the second poem: https://commaful.com/play/ivoryannalise/bid-me-adieu/
<3 Written for my twin sister.
My city had been at war for many years, ever since before I was born. (Inspired by today's prompt: rivalry and a story about war zones. Hope you like it.)
"Dad started his war on sugar the year he turned 40. " || Happy Halloween! This short story is about 650 words in length. It is based on my own experience with the holiday and life.
After a sudden change in life for Rosary, she now has a ball to go to at the Trope kingdom! Lux continues to be in a weird mood that we still don't understand.
He just stood there in shock with his mouth open.
Dorothy, I don’t think it works like that. “ Oh you will, You’ll see,” Dorothy said in a demanding tone.
A poem about how the biggest rivalry is the one within. And how I feel like I was once perfect, now I've made too many errors from my past to ever be so again... Now I'm just a white canvas splashed a...
The 2nd poem I wrote for today's prompt.
It's been too long since I did a rhyme scheme.
Link to the first poem: https://commaful.com/play/ivoryannalise/oh-lovely-sister/
Just a quick poem for the daily prompt sister.
Link to the second poem: https://commaful.com/play/ivoryannalise/bid-me-adieu/
<3 Written for my twin sister.
My city had been at war for many years, ever since before I was born. (Inspired by today's prompt: rivalry and a story about war zones. Hope you like it.)
"Dad started his war on sugar the year he turned 40. " || Happy Halloween! This short story is about 650 words in length. It is based on my own experience with the holiday and life.
After a sudden change in life for Rosary, she now has a ball to go to at the Trope kingdom! Lux continues to be in a weird mood that we still don't understand.
He just stood there in shock with his mouth open.
Dorothy, I don’t think it works like that. “ Oh you will, You’ll see,” Dorothy said in a demanding tone.
A poem about how the biggest rivalry is the one within. And how I feel like I was once perfect, now I've made too many errors from my past to ever be so again... Now I'm just a white canvas splashed a...