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Warm slippers kiss the carpet
like butterflies sipping nectar in spring,
the heavy coffee aroma clinging to empty rooms--
dishes piled high as a symbol of leisure:
A moment of delayed reaction which you
stole for yourself.
Wary hands smoothing frown lines,
absentminded over time, the cold
of a porcelain sink seeping deep
into waiting bones;
the surrounding air lacking the welcoming
warmth of crumpled bed sheets.
And on the window, rain knocks gently:
Hesitant, like tender embraces or
open mouthed kisses sliding down the pane.
The clock numbers flicker;
it is now 6:45.
like butterflies sipping nectar in spring,
the heavy coffee aroma clinging to empty rooms--
dishes piled high as a symbol of leisure:
A moment of delayed reaction which you
stole for yourself.
Wary hands smoothing frown lines,
absentminded over time, the cold
of a porcelain sink seeping deep
into waiting bones;
the surrounding air lacking the welcoming
warmth of crumpled bed sheets.
And on the window, rain knocks gently:
Hesitant, like tender embraces or
open mouthed kisses sliding down the pane.
The clock numbers flicker;
it is now 6:45.
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Magical Mayhem (Chapter 27)
Chapter 27
Blade Of Love
Blade was walking through the streets of Canterlot, when he looked out onto the soccer field where Rainbow and Applejack were playing against Casey and Gabby.
As the rainbow haired girl was racing for the goal, Casey managed to steal the ball from her. Unfortunately, he failed to watch where he was going and tripped over the ball, landing into a patch of mud. The girls couldn't help but laugh at him.
"You okay, Jones?" Gabby asked, offering her hand.
"Yeah... just like you are!" Casey answered, grabbing her hand and pulling her down in the mud with him.
"¡Oye! ¡No puedes hacer eso!" Gabby gripped. Casey
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Dark Side of Transformation: Beer
Imagine being in college and getting invited to a party by one of the most popular girls you have a crush on. Despite being socially awkward, you decide to go. At first, things went well. People were nice, the snacks were good, and the beer was cheap, but tasty. You relaxed and enjoyed yourself, and life was perfect. As the party wound down, you were left with your crush and 3 of her friends. Your crush tells you its time for one final party trick, and your curiously ask what it is. With a wicked smile, she snaps her fingers, and you go stiff, like a statue. You shift your gaze down at your body, horrified as your skin shimmers and becomes transparent, like glass. You feel yourself shrinking, your limbs losing mass as they withdraw into your torso. You look up at your crush and her friends, who are all watching with amused smirks, as your head drops into your torso, your vision shifting to inside your new body, as your body finishes shifting, filling with fluid. Your clothes reshape
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Sea Spray Dancer
Blue The dolphin Swims and jumps Through rhythmic wave dreams: Trust!
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It took me awhile to get this all put together, but I really like this poem for the possibilities.
If any of you would care to comment, I would love to see your perspective/take on this piece.
If any of you would care to comment, I would love to see your perspective/take on this piece.
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Wow, you caught the atmosphere of a lazy morning so well in this piece; kudos! I love the way you use literary devices; in particular, I loved warm slippers kiss the carpet/like butterflies sipping nectar in spring and On the window rain knocks gently/hesitant like tender embraces/open mouthed kisses sliding down the pane
Overall, I really liked this! Nice work! ^_^
Overall, I really liked this! Nice work! ^_^