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Bop fusion trumpet muted
Scratched out in harmony
#empowered of human tones
baby cries cut through any din
Our eyes circle cicada
tunes,blown throughly to bleed
Odins bookmarked poetry
Norse angels heavenly dance
in gyrate corrupt motions
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Emily was a #fan of buzz words like #empowered
Emptying a safe was an act of empowerment, keeping the dough, practicality.
So she didn't appreciate it when Powerboy stepped in to save the day.
Blasting him to hell was required
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Under taciturn sky
facing broken-easled horizon
brink of evening rain
My mind is a tangle
of incomplete tangent thoughts
Don't mistake my distant gaze
for misplaced disconnection
I am bereft
A cherished flower
needing to release her petals
my color fading into potpouri
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#Empowered, our pace quickened, and the world blurred. My pack. Muscles twitched. Animalic warmth surrounded us. Our family. We spilled into the clearing, moon bright as sun. We, the beasts, growled like the wind sighs into the night.
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My anticipation grew when, coming out of the nebulous incongruities of this gas giant, I saw the first signs of the citadel built in the clouds, as real as it can be.
I had arrived at my final destination.
#scifri #vss365 #amwriting #scifi
Foxing leaks between ancient pages
Is this é shade of immortality
Writers plagued by logolepsy
nd yet prescribed a less-is-more medication
Am I at fault to drown this obsession in #excuse
These words in poetry that longs
like stories of old
to live forever
#vss365
#macabrewords📷
I don't blame you
It's on me
All
But sweetheart
A careless #caress
Tames a wounded soul
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#micropoetry
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She hears
Terpsichorean whispers
As if in a trance
She dances the Muse’s dance
Her perception of reality
Lies in mythic choreography
#vss365
#atreyasverse
#poetry
Image: Victoria Ballet
With a command spoken no louder than a #whisper, a word that slipped into her mind after tingling up the back of her neck, Ellie was no longer in control. She was a puppet, a #golem - headed on a collision course for that wood elf and her Qatu, without escape.
#vss365 #bravewrite
As the bartender poured drinks, a #whisper floated through the air.
The #patrons froze, believing it was a #ghost. But it was just the owner, reminding them to tip well or risk encountering something truly otherworldly.
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#writing
#BrknShards
#CrowCalls
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