sunravelme (62)in #curation • 4 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)Regarded myself in the mirror, teeth gritted. In my right hand, I wielded a pair of scissors, their blank shininess…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 4 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)I cannot call on Dad; he is in jail, Serving time for a CRIME HIS SKIN COMMITTED; I cannot call on mom; what's she…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 4 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)Sighs do not only leave our mouths, they exit our eyes, as well - like crumpled clouds losing courage - unable to…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)They’d been running o’er the bridges made of slender branching arcs, lanceolate winding limbs, and a wish to reach…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)The question has always been the same: What is beyond of? The overriding curiosity imagine that there may be…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)A crowd of over 20,000 men and women chanted Ryan Green's name. He waved with his left hand. The controller is in his…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)In his hand he held a wonder. Counter by @demonsthenes is such a strong piece of little mini-fiction, but I can't…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)but in the center of the cyclone time dissolves, the everywhen emerges listening to the songs of eternity where the…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)When the once good friend, fades away, The stars are dancing a cold ballet, When one sees it all, but still is…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)The World Health Organization was about as much help as God, exhorting those who come in contact with camels to wash…sunravelme resteemedcarolkean (66)modin The Ink Well • 5 years agoSix Degrees and Hopeless Habits - The Ink Well Fiction Writing Challenge #2 - Bad HabitsHere be my belatred entry to The Ink Well Fiction Writing Challenge #2 - Bad Habits Kick That Habit…sunravelme resteemedjmvanbreda (66)in #poetry • 5 years agoPostcard Poem 2Although I just recently discovered it, postcard poetry has been around for a while. Here is the second one I…sunravelme resteemedowasco (67)in The Ink Well • 5 years agoFree WillA sniper’s bullet is guided by a perfect aim as it closes in on a life, just as I near those many lives I will…sunravelme resteemedchrisroberts (65)in #splinterlands • 5 years agoPeace Upon These Splintral Shores - A PoemPeace upon these Splintral shores Is what the Angels’ light implores, As Dragons reign and fury roars, Embedding us…sunravelme resteemedyahialababidi (68)in OCD • 5 years agoLetter from a London poet —- in response to a poem of mine on Revolutions 💥 I normally do not share such things, but I thought this too beautiful not to, as a reminder of the power of words to…sunravelme resteemedrebele93 (57)in #blog • 5 years agoPine Wood Derby CarsMy grandson and I had our Pine Wood Derby cars ready to go for a race that got cancelled/postponed this weekend. They…sunravelme (62)in #curation • 5 years agoWorking Title (MSP Creative Writing Curation)To have a name and make a name is not the same True, both are spun of love and will and dreams But one is blindly…sunravelme resteemedtheinkwell (55)in The Ink Well • 5 years agoThe Ink Well Fiction Writing Challenge #2 - Bad HabitsImage by Oi Jr from Pixabay modified in photoshop. Hi @theinkwell writers and creatives. Today, is the second in our…sunravelme resteemedletalis-laetitia (56)in The Ink Well • 5 years agoThe Ballad Of Bobby BoySpoken version The cold howling wind was whistling when he staggered from the bar I remember you remarking that…sunravelme resteemedyahialababidi (68)in The Ink Well • 5 years agoThursday's Poetry Challenge - Exploring LegendWhat becomes a legend most? Great talent, suffering, and mystery. . . three ingredients that French poet Arthur…
