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Daily Challenges: A new idea to explore and create each day. Use sound and photos, too!

Share your best writing -- a story, a poem, a sudden spark of observation or insight or creativity. Anything. Sound. Image. Words.

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Aug 14

poem 0 comments challenge: General

Lynnez

The Fallen

“Hate is such a strong word,"
No wonder Hate makes me weak,
Lying down I watch my belly sink into nothingness,
It's a cavity that has gotten worse over the years,
The erosion of my energy and eating away of my sanity. .
There are cliffs between my rib cage, I fell between,
When I stepped onto that unsteady scale,
An ever-lasting reflection in my mind’s eye,
Of this thing that will never be enough!
How could I have fallen?
There is more than plenty to hold onto!
The Hate on my hips,
Hate on my thighs,
Hate on my stomach,
I’m so tired of this weight,
The strain leaves stains of insecurities under my eyes,
Desperately I clutch onto this brittle rock,
Don’t let go, don’t let go, just a little less or a little more,

I must beat Hate to the top.

Aug 14

poem 2 comments challenge: General

Lynnez

Day Dreaming

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Just starting college.

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Aug 04

poem 0 comments challenge: General

iski23

Hope

The power of one thousand dreams opens a picture beneath the surface.
A world dressed in shadows.
Some how they heave moon diamonds.
They are near you no matter what picture you enter.
Staring into the mist only some can see the chain connecting our wishes.
Above them is us.

Jul 27

poem 0 comments challenge: General

sandy

Silence

Blank, Words can't even fill this page for, My normally verbose hand Is silent. With a tinge of red flames, From anger that burns, brighter than White ashes... Still nothing. It's singeing, the heat is overwhelming The crackling grows louder.. Write, WRite, WRITE SAY SOMETHING! DO SOMETHING! …...... Nothing. I can do nothing. Behind bars of locked lips, a voice with no alphabet And no combination of comprehensive words "Please.." Tears spill inside hazel eyes that scream "Let me out" blank, blank..blank

Jul 24

poem 2 comments challenge: General

Galaxy777

The Silver Queen

Upon a berth of stars she lies -
The darkness she doth tame;
The Silver Queen of shadowed skies,
Eternal night she claims.

Soft light her regal crescent shines
Cold beauty of the night;
Flowers of the sharp-needled pines
Blooming beneath her light.

The lonely traveler she guides,
Immortal tunes she sings;
By her rule does the night abide,
To her love people cling.

The stars behind her seem to blink
They, her attendants, are;
And all below them seem to think
How lucky be the star.

For when I age and am to die,
And mercy should Death show,
I'd like my dust among the stars -
Amid her divine glow.

Jul 20

poem 2 comments challenge: General

EB164

Fears

If you honestly think about it,

Nobody's truly afraid of tests

They're afraid of failing,

Nobody's actually frightened by the dark

They're frightened of what could be hiding in it,

Just like,

Nobody's really scared of death

They're scared of not living

Jul 09

poem 2 comments challenge: General

AliciaMarie7

Your Heart

Your heart is,
so quick to,
dry up,
crack,
forget,
like this ink.

Jun 24

poem 5 comments challenge: General

angelaweasley

Cages

I want my mother
at night.
When my body catches up with my mind
and my face unfolds from sleep so I can
remember every detail of the dream that woke me.

I want my mother
at night.
When I stumble from my raised bed to hers
two rooms down and to the left.
Her covers are better,
her arms warmer,
her breath reassuring.

I want my mother
at night.
When I lose my first tooth
and I don't know if the fairy will come
because I might have put it under my pillow too late.

I want my mother
at night.
When she keeps the light on in her room
while she reads the bills until the morning.

I want my mother
at night.
When the shouting reverberates in my ears,
about how what we have is not enough
anymore.
How the crops are nothing compared to NAFTA.

I want my mother
at night.
When the days are getting longer

Jun 22

visual 2 comments challenge: General

Marina2020

The Tiger

Such perfection in a single picture.

Jun 14

poem 3 comments challenge: General

LunaMoonBox

O Lady of the Sea

It's dark and cold. Like the deepest emotion emitting from your lifeless body
The roaring waves crash on the forbidden horizon, with every beat and drum like the endless sound of thunder
Light can't reach the bottom as it pierces through watery graves.

The sun sinks down into the deep...and slowly slips into a dark slumber.
Out of all the things the sea finds floating in the water,
She hears screams that echo through the blasting night.

They tried to hide her...
They tried to seduce her...
They tried to own her...
They wanted to drown her...

The boat was full of despair and lust for this girl.
But they knew she was everything they could never have.
The brick was tightly attached to her delicate ankle as the noose was pulling her down.
Her wrists swelled at the itchy rope digging in her pale skin.
Her blushed cheeks puffy with tears and abuse.

Nothing could save her now.

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