Tag: writing
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The Legend of Mortis Allator
The story of Halloween’s fright has long been lost to time’s sand. The man who came to town had a crow on his shoulder and a pumpkin in hand. His glowing eyes peering from a sheltered head. His long brown cloak smelling of sulphur and dread. It was the 31st of October, and Mortis Allator,…
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What is Love
Love is a door, an opportunity, and a promise.Love is a hand, ready to hold you when you’re lonely.Love is a friendly voice in a silent room.Love is the light when the world is dark.Love is the acceptance of every little quirk.Love is being together, through and through. And even on the bad days, I…
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The Pawn
Perhaps the most underrated piece on the board, invisible to allThe pawn is oft ignored along its trek, save for when it is doubled or undefended.The opening treats the pawn as the thing for the centre, and the thing to move,making room for the back rank, the middle game begins. But though it may not…
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The Addiction.
Hi, my name’s Jeff, and I’m an addict. It’s 24 hours until my next broken commitment. Why answer a question when you can simply kick the can? I know it’s going to catch up eventually, but today I tell you what you want, make you smile, make you lust. Tomorrow I know it’ll be different,…
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The Sock Drawer Murder
When I rolled up to the property, I could already see the door was propped open, and several officers stood outside in a tight circle, one of them making exaggerated gestures with his hands before pausing and causing the others to erupt in a fit of laughter. I shifted my focus to the driveway, where…
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Writing Is a Roller Coaster
Perhaps one thing that I wasn’t prepared for when I started on my writing journey was the roller coaster of emotions that would come with the writing process. I knew it would be hard work, that it would take a long time, and part of me even knew there was a good chance that I…
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A Cats Perspective
It’s morning time and once again I must howl and yellTill my human gets out of bed, it’s my daily spellBut all I get is a pat on the head, my needs forgottenDon’t you know it’s been nearly 8 hours, my tummy’s rotten? I weave and bob between his feet, but he does not seeAnd…
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A Rugged Man
Oh you know me, I’m a man of naturein plaid shirts and boots, I’m in my element for sureI can light a fire, pitch a tent in no timeAnd navigate the wilderness with ease and shine I’m a rugged man, with a heart full of gritI fear no animal, no matter how big or fitUntil…
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Modernize
This poem is part of a series of poems made as part of an exercise where the reader chooses 5 words and writes a poem about them. They than exchange their 5 words with another author who has written 5 other poems, resulting in a total of 20 pieces. Everyone tells me I need to…
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A Subtle Glance
TW: Sexually Assult A younger man than myself may not have given it a second thought, but she had clearly meant to be looking at me, and that look clearly suggested more than just a passing thought. On any other day, I might not have given her the time of day. She was, after all…