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Daily Prompt: Twenty-Five, It’s No “U”se

March 4, 2013

Daily Prompt: Twenty-Five by michelle w. on March 4, 2013 There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!) Beneath the branches of the sycamore tree I dreamt […]

The Raven, The Crow and The Lark

February 7, 2013

Sorrowful notes fall upon my dancing heart as tears upon the heaving flame. Soothing words that once quenched a thirsty throat be wrested from my mind, leave no evidence of thy presence hereafter The wilted rose bore hues of red and pink, colorless remains of blushing cheeks. How now? Thy honorable, ghostly Knight, warrior for […]


February 4, 2013

Heat weighs heavily upon the garden path Hazy, hovering, humidity presses down on the day My clothes cling in a rumbled mass against my drenched body An errant strand of sweat-soaked hair lays draped over my cheek I tuck it behind an ear as meandering streams trickle between my breasts and down the center of […]


February 3, 2013

He saw movement in her eyes, a message beneath a thought She spoke slowly, softly of her disenchantment at being caught Aimlessly drifting with the erratic current, battered on the river bank He listened with interest as her heart gently sank ‚ÄúTurning like a leaf in a whirlpool is a sad and loathsome fate, passively […]

Out of The Hive

February 2, 2013

Out of The Hive Immersed in the hive of humanity struggling to hear and be heard, constant humming, hovering drones transform every word Surface from the oblivious masses, emitting heat and noxious gasses, angry minded, poisoned asses an existence so absurd I break away from the darkened confusion, to the open air free from illusion, […]

Ending at the Beginning

February 2, 2013

THE END. The tale comes to a close with the turning of the final phrase. Blue birds, white horses and sunny, green knolls disappear. Peace and contentment skitter off on a cool wind Eyes snap open to reality The here and now slaps the face like shattered glass Head spinning Tension invades tissues The heart […]