50 Word Thursday ~The Answer Room #50wordthurs

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This place exists somewhere for all of us to visit. Questions without closure brought you here. The mysteries that led to your madness. They have obsessed your dreams and haunted your soul. You’re told to come here. Open the door, when ready. Everything is solved within the answer room.

(50 words)

Written for Kristian’s 50 word Thursday prompt

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SoCS – A Cloud’s breaktime~#SoCS #poetry

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A cloud fell from the sky without making a sound

It did this unnoticed since no one was around

A cloud falling from above does seem a bit absurd

Something this odd had never occurred

Yet, here was this white puff now standing on grass

Quietly lingering as its heavenly family passed

A young girl was skipping by through some neighboring fields

Spotted the cloud but not thinking it was real

“Are you really a cloud, fallen from the sky?”

She curiously asked fully intending to know why

“I am indeed what you see enjoying some well needed rest”

The cloud whispered softly with gossamer breath

She then asked with concern, “will you soon be floating up again?”

“You’re place is above us, out up in the heavens”

The cloud breathed out a sigh and replied through a smile

“I promise I will, but can you just sit with me for a little while?”

She sat down beside him then they both looked up in the air

At all the clouds above them located everywhere

“I often look up and think how pretty you are”

The girl said with her eyes glancing afar

“Really? How funny, I think a similar thing.”

The cloud’s vapor trails spoke as they continued to keep swirling.

“See, we are both quite special being these ones of a kind”

“I often watch you and think what a beautiful sight”

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Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday Prompt – “fall from the sky”.

Fifty Shades of Embarrassment – #MayWriting #poetry

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Frank needed sex each and every night

His libidio was vast with no end in sight

From bondage to role-play with various women

Nothing taboo in his promiscuous living

He knew how to get booty with his charming, smooth lies

Then the bombshell of all gals walked into his life

A lady so hot that no man could resist

But, it was Frank who she wanted in erotic bliss

Throughout their date she lustfully alluded about the end of their night

Frank rushed through their dinner to expect such a potential delight

Once back at her place she coaxed him to strip down

Then flirted with him to slip into a formal evening gown

Granted this was a bit above Frank’s kinkier stuff

Still, this babe was his grail as she clamped on him handcuffs

Now, the rest of the night didn’t go as what you would surmise

Instead this seductress was secretly planning a vengeful surprise

For you see, she already knew stories of this creep’s sexual gains

And she set out for payback for soiling previous women’s good names

Humiliating pics taken of Frank would prove to be fitting punishment

Especially after being published in the book ,“Fifty Shades of Embarrassment”

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May Writing Prompts – Fifty Shades of Embarrassment – Day 3/31

Dynamics of destined duos~#AprilWriting

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It was first considered odd to mix jelly with peanut butter

Now, no one can mention one without saying the other

Abbot was once a stranger to a man named Costello

Then their names became one in recalling these two funny fellows

Cowboys and Indians are often portrayed having an ongoing feud

Yet, The Lone Ranger and Tonto proved to be the closest of dudes

Can one sing some songs without including both verses?

Try crooning “friendship” that way in making it sound worse

There once was a time when these pairs were single to me and you

Today we can’t imagine splitting up the dynamics of these destined duos

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Written for the April Writing Prompt – Dynamics of destined duos – day 29/30

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Weekend Writing Prompt #103 -Vulnerable Beauty

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She cries again
Her vow broken
Eternal scars
Disconnect to accelerate
Then, true bliss accepted her vulnerable beauty
Love’s tears returned

(21 words)

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Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammi Cox at Sammiscribbles: Vulnerable in exactly 21 words.

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Possibilities – #AprilWriting – #poetry

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Dispell a belief

Turnover that leaf

Bury the old

Rekindle your soul

Attempt that leap

Be ready to weep

Stagnation confines

Perspective defines

Are you up to the call to always make changes

Or calm with your role in these current arrangements?

Choices or chances

Depends on your stances

No opnion decided is right or wrong

Your life fufills choices in making you strong

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April Writing Prompts – Choices or Chances – Day 26/30

Twitter Tales – Silence of space

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He had never heard quiet like this before. Millions of miles above the noise of humanity, there was this all encompassing silence. Besides his link with the ship, it was absolute peace as he floated out in the stars. Then, Astronaut Lee Pelps heard something climbing up his leg inside his spacesuit.

(300 characters)

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Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: WikiImages at Pixabay.com.

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FOWC with Fandago ~ Castaway

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Our children pawns in your sick game

Your goal unfocused by their imbedded pain

Feed them lies,  change their views

You believe protection in your abuse

Manipulate memories, distort their joy

The smiles of youth forever destroyed

Act the part, fake a heart

Oscar-worthy in your sick art

Tears of a Croc. flow in your pleas

Sympathy stolen from all who believe

These ways of yours are prone to last

Neglecting the damage after your time has passed

I stand alone in knowing your ways

Yearning for closure to these darkest of days

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Written for Fandago’s FOWC Challenge prompt ~ “Prone”

#100WW – Paris tears

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A silent flame quiets the world

This city of lights now darkened in fresh ash

Tales colored in glass melt to their conclusion

History ends by an unholy spark

Parisians mourn the tumbling of constructed beauty

This day, that makes even the gargoyles weep from hardened eyes

(45 words)

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Written for this week’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl. Photo credit: Pedro Lastra.

Genre Writing Challenge~ Download

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A notebook and a pen never looked so good to Amanda Wells right now. She hated them both in high school, reminders of long days filled with constant note-taking and late nights loaded with excessive homework. But, now they were like a pirate’s treasure just dug up on a dessert island. It was important for her to get the story down by hand, that is if anyone normal was even left to read it. She checked out the area, ran over and picked up both items quickly.  She then headed for the nearest hidden place to start writing.

“My name is Amanda Wells. I’m seventeen and probably the last one left alive in my town to write about this.  I can’t say much right now. This is a warning. Whatever you do, DON’T DOWNLOAD THE APP, “FRIENDME2″. Your phone takes over your brain. You become something… weird. I can’t explain now, JUST DON’T DOWNLOAD IT”.

She looked over her shoulder, out from behind the ‘ALL DA TIME” convenience store. It was nighttime and no one was around. Still, Amanda felt uneasy about these  particular surroundings. She closed the notebook and started to run out into the darkness, hoping she wouldn’t be seen by her closest friends. The ones that she had known since the first grade but, were now completely devoid of any humanity and controlled by something sinister.

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Written for The Haunted Wordsmith’s Genre Writing Challenge 16 prompt

Twittering Tales – Last Call

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It was winter again and he was freezing. But, he had a job to do and that’s all that mattered. He couldn’t let anyone answer the phone. It had been ringing continuously for so long now, that he lost track of time. He just knew that if that call was ever picked-up, it would mean the end of the world.

(300 characters)

Written for this week’s Twittering Talesprompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Luis Quintero on Unsplash.com.

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Let It Bleed~FOWC – Pause Yourself

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This is not a critique, merely stating a fact

Times were much simpler and more relaxed

The days I recall were easy and carefree

Not scheduled throughout with responsibility

Dreams were kept hidden for only you to explore

Not to post to the world for some online lore

We feel we’ve gotten closer with our advanced new roles

But, the allure of technology has replaced our souls

Force yourself time to reflect and power down

And pause to revisit those free days that are no longer around

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Written for the Let It Bleed Weekly Prompt Challenge from Saumya Agrawal’s Randomness Inked blog. The prompt was the word “pause” Also, for Fandago’s FOWC prompt -“Recall”.