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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 17

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Sunday, April 19, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 17. Or is that the sound of thunder. Crackling from my own heart. As I put you away for good. In the coffin where old follies lie? I have you bound with chains. That even Hellboy cannot break. Like a mad witch I cavort and caper. Relishing the burial of an unclean thing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Dawn Studio Creations's Facebook Page. Promote Your Page Too. Alimentary, My Dear Watson - my food blog. El Pacifico - Pirates Ahoy!

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 29

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Wednesday, April 29, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 29. 29: HOI AN ANCIENT TOWN. What I remember best are lanterns:. Lanterns on the water on the fourteenth day. Of the lunar month. Drifting, heart’s-flicker-radiant. Downstream on the currents. When I was here last, I too put a lantern. Into the water, and a wish -. But the flame snuffed out. I am returning, oh river. To set my wish adrift again. Amidst the coloured nebulae of lanterns. Reflections quivering like butterflies. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 18

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Sunday, April 19, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 18. Prompt: An urgent message and urgent journey / travel, historical, fictional, or fantastical. I seem to have chosen 'Melodramatic' (and no, I don't have a husband, but the scenario was amusing enough to latch onto my brain.). 18: ON A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT. My cell phone is off for my date of the night:. Fine dining for dinner sounds just about right. My husband’s been given instructions for food:. Lasagna in freezer. Reheat, and it’s good. Tell me who died!

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 21

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Sunday, April 26, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 21. Prompt: Landay (9 syllables first line, 13 syllables second line). Poets describe the land: words blossom. Words drop from politicians’ mouths: landmines exploding. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Dawn Studio Creations's Facebook Page. Promote Your Page Too. Aces, Eights, and Guns - my hard-boiled P.I. alter ego, Kusanagi 'Shotgun' Tsubame. Alimentary, My Dear Watson - my food blog. El Pacifico - Pirates Ahoy! NaPoWriMo 2015: D...

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 12

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Tuesday, April 14, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 12. Prompt: Prose poem from detailed description of favourite place, meal, or person. 12: FLOOR PLAN OF THE RENTED ROOM CALLED HOME. Books everywhere – four wooden shelves. Overflowing onto the floor. I say bed, but really. It’s just a mattress (a bedstead. Would be too big in a room so small). A mirror finally after so many years –. Wouldn’t be necessary were it not. The Major – redoubtable desktop computer. Runs smooth as a skater’s blade on ice. NaPoWriMo 2...

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 14

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Thursday, April 16, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 14. I did fall asleep in biology class once. Except I fell backwards and hit my head on the tap on the sink behind me, which was certainly less than dignified. THE CHEMISTRY OF THE THING. The samurai sitting at the edge of my bed. Is the wrong shape, size and colour –. They don’t come in pink as far as I know. Nor do they wield polka dotted swords. Or have the Animaniacs as retainers,. Singing ‘Bali Hai’ with kazoos. It sounds more like the Alphabet Song.

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 15

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Thursday, April 16, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 15. Three years ago today, my oldest friend from university passed away suddenly, leaving a huge, irreplaceable hole in my life. Sha and Van are the two defining characters that we played on an online RPG, and it felt only right to honour his memory for today's piece. The horizon’s dark with a faint glow. Blooming where cityscape meets sky -. Deep purple ombre against a starless night. Buildings in silhouette like Chinese paper cuts. View my complete profile.

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 25

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Sunday, April 26, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 25. We are all statistics. According to the research. We are percentages and decimal points. I don’t want to be a statistic. A number that has meaning. But which ultimately can be manipulated. To suit the need of the moment. I want to be the anomaly. The thing which throws into question. All statistics, that makes you stop. And wonder, Why is this so? I want to be the voltage surge. That breaks the circuit. So the fault can be corrected. I don’t want to be.

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 16

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Sunday, April 19, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 16. Produces a bitter taste. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I came. I saw. I created. I blogged. I love guppies and chainmaille and wirework, and all manner of creative endeavours. I moonlight as a singer occasionally, and sometimes I even teach choral singing in the Real World when it catches up with me - which it usually does. View my complete profile. Dawn Studio Creations's Facebook Page. Promote Your Page Too. Alimentary, My Dear Watson - my food blog.

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The Great Unknown: NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 11

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Tuesday, April 14, 2015. NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 11. IF YOU REALLY LOVED ME. YOU WOULD BUY IT FOR ME. The lungs of a six-year old. Have a capacity that opera singers would envy. No, I tell you, and a fresh round of tears. Lays siege to the weary night:. YOU DON’T LOVE ME! YOU DON’T LOVE ME! This too is a kind of love:. The invisible cords with which. I have bound my hands. Preventing me from playing God. Or at least, granting your every wish. I’ll apologise to the neighbours tomorrow.). Promote Your Page Too.