The Prompt: Possibility
A day dawns full of promise. Bright, as an idea forms. Capturing threads chanced upon in a dream.
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Poetry
The Prompt: Ink
A pen filled with possibility from which potential flows creates the pattern of a life.
The Prompt: Sacrifice
As sunshine yields to moonlight the darkness gives way to light
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The Prompt: My happy place…
I sit in the shadow of an ancient tree, the dappled shade, dancing at my feet.
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The Prompt: Fleeting
I sigh, I wish for tomorrow, I wish the day to end.
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The Prompt: Beach
Her footprints, like stepping stones, lead towards the shoreline where the lapping of the waves wipes her final steps from view as if never there.
The Prompt: Fear
A wave of anxiety, dragging and troubling nerves fraying, fingers drumming and twitching.
The Prompt: Calm
I am the breeze whispering in the trees I am the sound of waves lapping to the shore