Oh ya, this is a poetry community that I started a while back. It isnt a rating community, on how well you do, or whether or not you use iambic pentameter or anything of that kind of stuff. It is just a community where we try and boost each other's writing skills by helping each other along, offering constructive criticism when needed, and also ( Read more... )

and less of that which we find those ( Read more... )

(My Latin teacher gives us a writing prompt every Friday now and we write two pages. Thought I'd see what you guys thought as well.)

"e pluribus unum"

Not thinking about you is like a breath of fresh air.
I talked to you and felt nothing. Your voice isn't even familiar.
When I am lonely, I don't think of you anymore. In fact, I go for days without thinking of you at all.
I am not angry, or hurt, or even sad. I'm relieved.
In short, I am over you.

You came outside to find me crying over a cigarette. Another wave of nausea washed away my embarrassment. You were holding one of my cigarettes, asking if it was okay if you could have it. It was hard to see you at first, through the blur of tears and a cascade of dizziness, but I nodded my acquiesce somewhere in your general direction. You stood ( Read more... )

Sometimes I see things that are just so achingly human- things that shouldn't make me want to cry, but certainly do. Because we all know pain, be it in varying degrees, and we all feel it, and sometimes it's nice to share that feeling ( Read more... )

recently found this. i wrote it about three years ago ( Read more... )

What's it like, being you?

Define your worst moment.

Take song lyrics and write the background story to tell the song's inspiration.