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Blog - A Young Writer's Journey

by WriterAngel

Rated: 18+ · Book · Internet/Web · #2256499

A blog documenting my writing journey

I hope this is entertaining... :)

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

tracker

Nov 1, 2023 at 6:05pm
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You wrote "I hope this is entertaining... :)" Yes indeed I am totally blown away by your poetry blog. I have never seen anything like it! Hi, I am tracker. I have had some contact with you because I have fan'd you. I wonder if there is anywhere the system tells you when you did that? After being here awhile you can accumulate a whole lot of fans. Your adjectives stand out. "Squishy, suctioned, autumnal, fleshy for example. Who does that better than you do? I am really impressed. I only have one question. What is your name IRL so I can look on Amazon? Take care.
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Kåre เลียม Enga

Jun 15, 2023 at 11:46pm
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Yes, keep trying. The syntax seems a bit twisted, making the rhymes seem forced, so it doesn't flow smoothly.

The use of -ast and -erst rhymes was good though.

Title: would "Palm Reading" be better?

WriterAngel

Jun 7, 2023 at 11:40am
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Thank you so much for the feedback and kind words! I didn't even think of that hymn, although that's one of my faves.

It's a good idea to expand it a bit. I wrote it originally for Express It in Eight, but I could certainly keep working on it more...

Kåre เลียม Enga

Jun 5, 2023 at 11:56pm
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I really liked this. The use of 7/7/7/7 divide 3/4 or 4/3 reminds me of the hymn "Rock of Ages" and adds a musical component to these two verses.

There could be more... a third verse going back in time... maybe two verses... and then a last verse back to the present/future/ancient-past.

I have a variety of traumas and triggers. Not all memories are unpleasant but bad ones once triggered take me back. Photos work well for me, occasionally music (but more for emotion), and fragrance.

Use of the 5 senses to describe a before time might be interesting.

Now I'm back at my grandparents... circa 1960: a red cardinal, smell of rotten tomatoes, lilacs (May 1963), cold floor of the basement (we slept there on hot nights in August), flash of the fireflies, the slant of the hillside, the red sidewalk and white tires of nasturtiums, taste of split pea soup, and fresh baking bread (twice/week). Sound of? Maybe the porch swing... ah... the whistle of the steam engine (Pennsylvania RR main line).

Thank you for taking me down the dirt/gravel path through the hollow.

Ray Scrivener

Mar 31, 2022 at 2:49pm
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Hey, no rush on the writing front! I'm currently trying to work around my own responsibilities so we'll figure things out when we can.

And careful tossing that praise around, we haven't even dipped our toes in the story yet

Can't wait to see where these pirate adventures lead!

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S. Serpent

Mar 13, 2022 at 7:23am
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Maybe I'm overthinking things, but I quite enjoyed this little poem. Maybe it's the fact that the poem is in the shape of a pyramid, but I think of ascension. I know you like hiking, so I wouldn't be surprised if some of this was molded from those experiences.

Tryst is such a funny word for me; each time I run into the word, I've already forgotten what it means. I had to google it to remind me. Here's hoping this poem lets it stick for me.

Great use of the elements, the sensations makes this place rather bitter yet beautiful to me--like a mountain.

Keep it up! You've always had a great vocabulary right up your sleeve!

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Ray Scrivener

Dec 17, 2021 at 4:30pm
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Omelette du fromage, oui oui. But seriously, I've forgotten all but a handful of vocabulary and a snippet of grammar. I really want to get my French passport but that means studying French again to pass a language test. New Year's resolution maybe?

WriterAngel

Dec 17, 2021 at 4:26pm
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Holy shit! That's so cool! Do you speak French?

Ray Scrivener

Dec 17, 2021 at 4:16pm
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Citizen, thank you very much! (Even though it's only on account of my father, but hey.)

WriterAngel

Dec 17, 2021 at 3:53pm
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Never would I have suspected that there was a Francophile in our midst! :)

April 12, 2023 at 6:57pm

#1048095

Two Brown Horses

The prompt was to write a poem named "Two Brown Horses". This is what I came up with:

Two Brown Horses

One head droops,
minds only her own affairs,
willfully blind to others’ cares.

One head ascends,
ears attuned to every sound,
playful hooves pounding the ground.

Two brown horses in the hay
which of them will I be today?

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April 11, 2023 at 6:24pm

#1048032

Infinity

Infinity

Aristotle’s frustrated fingers
claw at his curly beard.
With an exasperated sigh,
he throws an ink-smudged papyrus
at the nearest marble column,
leaving reconciliations of
potential and actual infinity
to future French philosophers.

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April 10, 2023 at 6:35pm

#1047976

Kite Dreams

Bare legs stretch over sun-soaked clover.
Quenched lips rise as fluttered lashes fall.
Lazy waves crash. Shrill giggles fade.
I drift into the sky with a flourish of splayed fingers,
tether to earth’s heavy hand momentarily slack,
free to dance on my billowing breeze,
drenched in the shade of lemonade delight...
*Snap*. I hit line’s end with a startled blink.

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April 7, 2023 at 11:46am

#1047723

Party Girl

Dressed in a dopey smile, she leans forward,
vinyl seat squawking under glistening tattoos,
eyeliner smudges besiege dazed pupils.
Smoldering buds shift inside sticky paper,
wedged between trembling fingers
that reach until chipped nails come to a sudden halt.
Her offering meets plexiglass with a soft hiss.
The cop smiles, then dolefully shakes his head.

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April 5, 2023 at 1:05pm

#1047542

Why Rats?

Why is it
that government
of/by/for the people
produces vertiginous ascents
of celebrity-sniffing rodents,
stuffing rankness into every crack
of the Corinthian columns
in its hollowed halls?

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April 3, 2023 at 12:40pm

#1047422

Unite

Everyone can sense it:
we’ve completely lost our way.
Faces of our fellows
now replaced by billowed gray,
waiting for the lantern
that will burn it all away.
Only when we feel it
in our own hand will light spray.
All must raise it high
for us to truly see the day.

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