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One of the things that's always sort of rubbed me wrong about Vocal's platform is the "reader's insights." When I first heard about it via email, I was perplexed to say the least.
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Journal
"Whoo baby! Hear that Chevy squeal!" Jasmine shouted. "Take a look at that Chloe! Whatch'a think!" "I think we can do better," she slyly smirked to Jasmine. "What do ya' say Jazzy? Let's show these boys what it means to get down an dirty."
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Fiction
Develop Development Making it relevant If You don't for the helluva it Then You're Your impediment Develop Development Your character's requisite
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Poets
Call me witless But I was scared shitless Thinking that this would be my doom With God as my witness I can't believe I did this
She looks down in awe As life continues to flow Nourishing her love *** Author's notes: "I recently read in a comment that a haiku must make sense when read from top-to-bottom and from bottom-to-top. Tell me what needs improvement."
Spring warmth springs life forth Life emerges in all forms Eggs hatch and plants grows *** Author's Inquiry: "Does this make sense to You, from top-to-bottom and bottom-to-top."
A candle snuffed out in the wind. The last beam of light severed from the closing of a door. A drop of water, picked apart, as the heat forces it to disperse.
Salazar's pure blood Ideology tainted The name of Hogwarts The founders argued The topic: Blood Purity Witch hunts were too real
Usurpers chased them. Their brother died to the Stag. King's Guard slayed the king. The Stag loved the Wolf. The Stag wed to the Lion.
The Northmen march south The Stag Brothers lock their horns The Lions set snares
Escaping cutthroats. She was sold as a brood mare. Her sun and son died.
First a life is saved. Then one perishes with age. But three new ones stay. This haiku was originally commented on Heather Hubler's haiku, "Charlotte's Web."
