Blue in Nature
Oh your rarity We look below for you blue Your clear in the sky
Oh your rarity!
We look below for you, blue.
Your clear in the sky.
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Cheyenne Mercado
Secrets hidden behind a lock and key, suddenly his faithful love set me free.
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Jurassic Punk
Note: I have been experimenting with the poems I have created for this challenge, and I have a conundrum: one limerick and two haikus (what should I submit?). There is very little chance that I will win this one, so I am going to share all three with you here.
By Kendall Defoe a day ago in Poets
The Road to Nowhere
Trigger warnings: Violence, Death. "May the Sun burn your tongue out, woman," Fredrick's father screamed the curse into his mother's ear as their elegant little carriage rumbled along, its polished wood and gilded trim glinting in the torchlight. They had just left the small village of Saffron and were on an unnamed road to the capital for the Royal wedding. Fredrick leaned back in his plush velvet seat to escape into the passing landscape, but across from him sat the servant boy, a scrappy lad named Jack. Jack's eyes held a mixture of awe and fear, the kind that only a commoner could feel in the presence of nobility. Jack looked up and caught Fredrick's gaze, offering him a sad little smile before reaching into his pocket and retrieving a little caramel treat. This candy was no doubt stolen from the kitchen treat cupboard; if he was caught with it, he would be locked in the box as punishment.
By Frank English6 days ago in Fiction
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