A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
I've been wanting to write about angels for a while now, and today, the perfect chance came up, since the daily prompt was "arch".
"They know war
like a mother's gaze."
(TW) This might be a heavy poem for some, but it's about the lowest of humanity, based on the attack on an Afghan maternity ward. Thank you for reading x
(Hand-made by us.)
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦. Brace your pen, ink and Coin, lionheart, and play your role for the Fate of Comm...
The pacifists to the rescue!
*shoves flowers in barrel guns*
im no longer accepting characters, thank you to everyone who joined!
oh look another thing i can procrastinate on-
at the heart of war (for the revive haiku contest round 3 and for @innovativewings’ contest) this is very horrible and nobody can prove me otherwise *sighs*
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘:
ELEGY written in quatrains; 𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑩-rhyme scheme, iambic pentameter. // 𝘈 𝘓𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘰𝘳...
Haunted by the sea and the smell of mama's flowers.
A retelling of ‘Dandelion’, a previous piece of ours, based on Ray Bradbury’s ‘Dandelion Wine’.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴: 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.
A tanka for all the gun crime and warfare in the world. About prompt: gunshot. One shot could last a lifetime.
Aftermath of the war..
Each and every first letter starts with a sequential alphabet.
Inspired by @debadityadutta
I have honestly no idea why this turned dark- I meant for it to be a light read.... (oops)
A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
I've been wanting to write about angels for a while now, and today, the perfect chance came up, since the daily prompt was "arch".
"They know war
like a mother's gaze."
(TW) This might be a heavy poem for some, but it's about the lowest of humanity, based on the attack on an Afghan maternity ward. Thank you for reading x
(Hand-made by us.)
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦. Brace your pen, ink and Coin, lionheart, and play your role for the Fate of Comm...
The pacifists to the rescue!
*shoves flowers in barrel guns*
im no longer accepting characters, thank you to everyone who joined!
oh look another thing i can procrastinate on-
at the heart of war (for the revive haiku contest round 3 and for @innovativewings’ contest) this is very horrible and nobody can prove me otherwise *sighs*
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘:
ELEGY written in quatrains; 𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑩-rhyme scheme, iambic pentameter. // 𝘈 𝘓𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘰𝘳...
Haunted by the sea and the smell of mama's flowers.
A retelling of ‘Dandelion’, a previous piece of ours, based on Ray Bradbury’s ‘Dandelion Wine’.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴: 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.
A tanka for all the gun crime and warfare in the world. About prompt: gunshot. One shot could last a lifetime.
Aftermath of the war..
Each and every first letter starts with a sequential alphabet.
Inspired by @debadityadutta
I have honestly no idea why this turned dark- I meant for it to be a light read.... (oops)