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Day#9: Writing Challenge
CHALLENGE #1: OBJECT WRITING Day 9/14 “WHEN” Writing 5 minutes – “Summer Rainstorm” It was the last day of vacation before the next year of school began. We ran from playing in the park, all the way home, jumping in puddles and getting soaked along the way in the downpour, laughing and giggling as loud as the thunder. We were determined to make this a great day despite the summer rainstorm, or maybe because of it.
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Love: A Reflection
In the quiet depths of my own soul's embrace, I ponder the intricacies of love's face, A tapestry woven with threads unseen,
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
Living alone
living alone taught me responsibility, responsibility for my own well-being. I learnt to take care of bills, health and surroundings,
By esther hope2 years ago in Poets
The Last Hummingbird of Summer
reveals itself in retrospect. Unlike the first, whose March arrival bade you gasp, hands clasped, like a child actor instructed to show joy when the last
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Satay Sonata
In bamboo's grasp, the stage is set, fragrant and bright, Marinated art, a canvas alight. On fiery coals, a smoky tune is played,
By Estalontech2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Love: That Girl's Confession
In a whirlwind of moments, unexpected and true, "That girl" spoke softly, "Oh shit, I'm so in love with you." Her words, a revelation, caught me by surprise,
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
Games
The games I like to play Could fill an entire day Action, Adventure, RPG Those are the games for me Isometric, FPS, Top down
By Victor Edmunds 2 years ago in Poets
Samosa Serenade
In the land of spices, where flavors abound, There's a childhood snack that I always found. A treat that filled me with pure delight,
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
Your call is important to us
Press 2 Please enter your date of birth followed by the pound sign Welcome back Our records indicate you need to start over
By Archery Owl2 years ago in Poets
Hot Dogs, Hot Dogs, Give Me Hot Dogs!!!
Ate my supper in the day. Good ol’ hot dogs made me stay, For a “frank” aroma all around. In the pan, that sizzling sound.
By John Oliver Smith2 years ago in Poets
Paws of Solace
In the quiet company of a loyal friend, A bond unspoken, without an end. Amidst the hustle of the world outside, A dogtrovert finds solace by their side.
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
Day#8: Writing Challenge
CHALLENGE #1: OBJECT WRITING Day 8/14 “WHO” Writing 5 minutes – “Cyclist” I was leading the middle pack of racing cyclists up the steep hill. Suddenly, one of the front-runners crashed to the pavement, causing a number of us to crash and pile up over him. My bike was ruined! The tire bent. Would my crew be able top fix it? Would I e able to finish the race? The tension was thick as several other biker’s felt the same
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Poets