short form

A Second, Then a Third

Two siblings,
brought together not through birth,
but adoption
Locked eyes in a stare down
Filled with the “eye of the tiger
One daringly taking the first leap
Two siblings,
clashed to the ground wrestling, thrashing
A frantic separation not knowing who was the victor
The youngest paced in contemplation
whipping its tail.

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Away, Barren, Soothing

Participating in any sort of free association is usually difficult for me because I’m an over-thinker (AKA clutter minded). I see (read) something and there’s probably five things at once. So, in order to have an actual response, I have to consciously clear my mind, put it on pause, or let whatever mood I’m in dictate.

Home…
Soil…
Rain…

Resulted in away barren soothing. I didn’t have a story to relate to this or any other post idea in mind. I just wanted to write and address this prompt to see what words would come of it. Now that I have them, I think I’ll use them to write something else (influenced by my recent run of writing dares). And then leave this post at that.

Turning away from a known home
Heading off into a distance
Soaring through skies of wonder
Not being able to witness
The scenes of altitude
Nearing the barren lands of drought and plains
When the rain decides to replenish
Its tickles upon the soil are soothing

Daily Prompt

Writing Dare: Paint Brushes

Paint brushes*
capture the beauty of the
endangered
Crafting doilies for sale
donations to charity and
support of a passion
Those that care not for
non-human animals
best unsubscribe

Story Bandit: We dare you to write a 29-word poem using the following words: brushes, endangered, unsubscribe, doilies. #writingdare

*Link to a decorative instragrammed version

Winter Wonder

Winter wonder* comes
The southerner admires its glimmer
Frosted ground becoming
A twinkle harbinger of tranquility

*To see the poem with a pretty background I made, click the link 😉

A Tanka: Flowing Mane

Subliminal Quibbles

Flowing mane of dark
Amazon like in stature
Kind, but do not cross
An ear for brutality
With fondness for the printed

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