Tag: dailyprompt
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A Table Set for All: Ode to the Favorite That Never Was #poetry
When asked, “What is your favorite restaurant?” the answer unfolds not as a place, but as a journey — through memory, spice, hunger, and metaphysical menus. This poetic narrative blends an immersive experience that invites you to taste your past and question your cravings.
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Ten Years Hence: An Avant-Garde Odyssey of Becoming #poetry
“Don’t ask me for a five-point plan. Ask me for the constellation in my left eye…” This sprawling, unconventional poem dismantles the rigid frame of future projections and replaces it with a dreamscape of self-questioning, odd metaphors, wild detours, and deeply human truth. Told in first person, it answers the cliched question “Where do you…
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Juxtaposition: My High School Lexicon Unfurling #BlogchatterA2Z #poetry
This very long poem explores the profound lesson of “Juxtaposition” learned during my high school. It captures the constant interplay of my contrasting experiences and evolving perspectives that shaped my understanding of the world. The poem revolves around the central “Juxtaposition” word, revealing its enduring significance in personal growth and memory.
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My Favorite Olympic Sports to Watch
I absolutely love watching the Olympics! While there are so many great sports, my personal favorites include the incredible athleticism of gymnastics, the thrilling races in swimming, the raw power of track and field, the beautiful artistry of figure skating, and the fast-paced action of basketball.
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Viscous Gel & Pixelated Ghosts: A Pandemic Adaptation #poetry
The air, once a lung-filling expanse, now curdled, a viscous gel clinging to the edges of breath. Did you notice the shift? The subtle molecular rearrangement of fear? I did. My skin, a porous membrane, registered the change first. A prickling unease, like phantom static from a disconnected world.” (Alternatively, a more fragmented excerpt): “Screen…
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The Art of No (A Manifesto for the Unyielding) #poetry
Saying “no” is not just a decision; it’s an act of rebellion against distractions, a declaration of self-worth, and a commitment to purpose. Every “yes” shapes our path—choose wisely, or risk becoming a shadow of your own ambition.
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What is My Favorite Type of Weather? #poetry
Each season is a wound. Each season is a song. Each season is a question that never expects an answer.
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Ink’s Whispered Cartography #poetry
I trace the needle’s hum, / a vibration stitched into yesterday’s skin— / you, standing there, will ask me tomorrow, / ‘What tattoo do you want?’ / and I’ll laugh, / because the ink already blooms / where the collarbone dips, / a raven with eyes like fractured clocks.
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The Unmapped Cartography of Motion (A Journey Across the Veins of a Nation) #poetry
A road without a map. A song without an end. The sky, the rails, the tires, the wheels—each a verse in the poetry of motion. What do I choose? All. None. The journey itself, forever unspooling.
