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jenrogue · 4 months
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Exclusive Early Access: Dive into "Seasons in Color" Poetry Journey!
I hope this blog post finds you well and ready for the new year! I’m beyond excited to share a special opportunity exclusively with you ahead of my public announcement. Seasons in Color: A Pantone-Inspired Poetry Journey Enrollment is now open for my upcoming free poetry course. To thank you for being a member of my website mailing list, I’m offering you early access before I make the course…
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Midnight Confessions- Part 1 Storytelling with Prose & Poetry For December Prompts . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #flawedwithpurpose #prosepoetry #travelwithmestranger #midnightconfessions #midnightthoughts #breakupquotes #breakingup #breakups #breakuppoetry #iloveyoubut #lettinggo #lettinggoquotes #breakupstory #breakupstories #storytimethreads #lovestories #storytime #poetryprompt #writingprompt #prosapoetica #accionpoeticafrases #imissyousomuch #textospoéticos #confessions #deepthoughts #onelinerstoryteller #poetryforlovers #midnight #emotionalstorytelling #imissyouquotes (at Stories of You and Me) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl4XRtOhwus/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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padrespaleale · 4 months
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Wrote this from a prompt on Threads which is the first line: “I wish the rain would wash away.” I wish the rain would wash awaythe acrid smell of cordite and ashWash away the tears and criesof the child buried beneath the rubble,of what was once his homeI wish the rain would wash awaythe hate and fear that clings to the skinmaking us clean once moreto see the human within
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sircharlesthepoet · 7 months
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Tomorrow, Maybe I Won’t Give Up
I gave up on my dreams today. I will tomorrow as well.
Daily writing promptWhat’s your #1 priority tomorrow?View all responses Photo by Sebastian Sørensen – Pexels Every day, I give up on my dream.So I tell myself, I shalltry again tomorrow. But tomorrow comes. Tomorrow always comes!And that’s the problem.Every day, I give up on my dream.My dedication flares; my ambition enlightens; my legs ripenand, into another world, I depart!But this path.…
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brissfullmoment · 1 year
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The moon hangs low in the sky,
a silver beacon in the night.
It casts a spell upon the earth,
and bathes the world in gentle light.
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primrosestjames · 1 year
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UNIVERSE 11 word poem using the #lnpprompt ‘Universe’ ✨ #poetry #poetryprompts #poetryprompt #poetryporn #poet #poets #poetsofinstagram #writing #writer #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #poetrybooks #book #books #booksbooksbooks #booksofinstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagram #love #loveislove #loveislove🌈 #universallove #bre_stjames (at Concord, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnqDjoMrevC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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mebradyauthor · 1 year
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This is a small win for me this week, but I've decided to celebrate EVERY win this year, no matter the size. My 1st Canva. 💗 I've been on a journey the last few years & I've rediscovered, ME. #poetsofinstagram #poetryprompt #poetry #poems #canva #win #mywritingjourney #selfcare #selfdevelopment #selfdiscovery https://www.instagram.com/p/CnpZMW9PcX8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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mother-rearest · 1 year
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#Miraquill #simile #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #poetryprompt #wod #prosepractice #poetrycommunity #ghostwriting #prosepractice @Miraquill @writersnetwork @writerscommunity_ @poet_art @poetrydelivery #language #voice #riseup Follow @lunarfluxdivine on @miraquillapp #miraquill #mirakee #poems #poetry #writersnetwork #quotes #quote #writersofinstagram #stories #ttt #quoteoftheday #writersofig #writersofmirakee #wordporn #writing #writer https://www.instagram.com/p/CnBkBaou4NiOcf4o6EeZEb-HjflZUnrazxDZtY0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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(48 Hour ) “Coffee & Tea Prompt” (Swipe to read all 3 prompts This is the Coffee & Tea prompt hosted @living_to_tell_the_tale and @poeticuniversityuniverse and cohosted by @scarletts_musings The poem can be long or short. Write as many as you like. Pick from the 5 prompts, write a poem for all of them or use as many prompts as you like or write for one. Winners will range from Champion Poet, 1st places, 2nd Places, and third places and will receive a certificate, and ten honorable mentions will receive a certificate. The sky is the limit. Unlimited entries accepted 5 Prompts 1.) Homemade Caramel Vanilla Iced Coffee 2.) Toasted Marshmallow Mocha Coffee 3.) French Silk Flavored Coffee 4.) Organic Peppermint Herbal Tea 5.) Orchard Peach Black Tea There are certain rules you need to follow: Rules: 1. Post a poem in the comments (You can post on your feed, but it’s not required for this challenge, but if you do tag us and use our tags and hashtags) 2. Tag poets who might be interested in participating. 3. Follow us (we follow back) 4. Save and share this post 5. Be friendly! 6. If you post on your feed, use @scarletts_musings #scarletts_musings #poeticuniversityuniverse @poeticuniversityuniverse and @living_to_tell_the_tale #living_to_tell_the_tale so we don’t miss it. What You Win: The top champion poet, 1st, 2nd, and 3rd will be featured in my story and permanently featured in the highlight section of my profile. Also, honorable mentions will be featured in my story. Your poetry “might” be read on Instagram live. Also, the top winners will receive an e-certificate. Prompt started at 3:20 am USA Central Time Monday July 4th, 2022 and ends 7 am USA Central time Wednesday July 6th, 2022 #writingprompts #poetry #prompt #petsofinstagram #photographer #prompts #poetryprompts #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #poetry #poetryprompt #poetrypromptchallenge #writer #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #author #authorsofinstagram #authorssupportingauthors #authors #poetryauthors #saturday #spokenwordpoetry #art #artistsoninstagram #artofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #poetryislife (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CflVYI0ugE1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Looking forward to sharing my written work with fellow artists/writers. Join us #5.19.22 @ 8pm
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TSL: Day 0 - Unbound
TSL: Day 0 – Unbound
As I promised, I will be sharing the second set of poems that I wrote in April based on the prompts received on the TSL group (which is a Fb group managed by Dr Ampat Koshy). The prompt was to write a poem based on the below picture- ‘Today’s pre NAPOWRIMO task is a picture prompt – let us set the ball rolling. This one is for fun. This one is on “BRUSH AND WIND” which should be the title of…
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jenrogue · 3 months
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Celebrate My Birthday Week with a Special Gift!
As I celebrate another journey around the sun, I want to thank you, the heart of my little corner of the book world. To celebrate, I’m thrilled to present you with a gift – a week-long Birthday Sale! Starting now and ending January 29th, you are entitled to an exclusive 25% discount on all products available in my store, including ebooks and signed copies. My way of expressing gratitude for…
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For @sgreggwrites February Prompts Pic edit @travelwithmestranger . . #sgreggprompts #travelwithmestranger #poetryprompt #poetryprompts #writingprompts #creativewriting #writersofinsta #communityofpoets #poetrybooks #heartbreakpoetry #instapoets #buddingpoet #sadpost #sadpoems #poetryslams #poetryaccount #poetsandwriters #poetryandart #poetsandartists #wordtherapy #darkpoetry #darkpoetrysociety #foreverlove #lovequotesandsayings #spilledthoughts #missyouquotes #poetryforlovers #sadlovequotes #poeticreveries_ #newpoetspotlight (at Uttar Pradesh, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpLQHTnhv6b/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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kidgillis · 7 months
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The older I get, I can't help but look back at my life to those unique and horrid moments. And, sometimes, I wonder...could I have handled this differently? Would I change that? Should I have done something else? I have no regrets. These are just some questionable remembrances that often come to mind. Like honestly...What if I was wrong? Is it okay to admit it? Can I take responsibility for my actions, reactions, and role in everything that previously happened? Can I be still and listen, hearing other's perspectives and what's being said to me without defending myself or having a rebuttal? Can I accept the truth without adding or subtracting from it? Can I live with the consequences of my actions? Can I understand and learn from my mistakes? Can I apologize without condemnation? Can I receive forgiveness without judgment? Can I change for the better without having to prove something to someone? Can I be human? Can I make mistakes and have bad days without being ridiculed? Can I learn and grow from immature to mature, even as I age? Can I be emotional or even break down without someone trying to abandon me? Can I cry without being told I'm too sensitive and weak? In my heart, I know the answers to my questions. Yes, I can do these things, but sometimes...I don't, and I don't know why. But that's the past. So, I'll leave it there until these thoughts come back to visit me again, later on...
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lorienfae · 7 months
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whittled out of shapelessness into faith and feather-fringed waking, the sky as bearer of comings and goings, every star serves sentry over the heart —
one may be dream's everything but every nothing is a seed, a root that learns to be the dream, to shape, to blossom
— acme, from hollowed-out breathing to yodel-tinged lips, wild nature in its barefoot step, singsong lilt and warrior hilt, tilting into orphic spasms of lovelorn cosmos,
light-winged,
a symbiosis
of energy and pulse, merging into litany intself, a truth of trust of thrust of knowing that we
matter.
© Anna S. 2023
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darlinngninawrites · 1 year
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There is a place where warmth is adjusted to the right degree. An enclosure so safe, it beckons the eyes rest. Like hills wrapped around valley, clouds enraptured atop mountains. Embrace fitting and welcoming to those called at the table. And I seek it out, like drought chasing rain – like bone lusting blood. For love is modelling clay, you will make of it a sculpture all your own. But where it lies will always be the same: in the arms of the adored, against the chest of a lover’s beating drum. And if love should be like anything as quiet and rumbling as a stream -, than it can only ever measure up to the chanting of corresponding souls.
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