In Winter,
when blue sky shows
between the twiggy,
bare branches,
the forest is not so
claustrophobic,
but sound and wind,
alike,
carry through.
A mind can roam
between the bracing
breezes.
A Walk in Winter Woods [Free Verse]
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A Hint of Green [Haiku]
little green sprouts,
the only verdant hue:
barren Winter woods.
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DAILY PHOTO: River Shimmers
Great Blue Heron [Lyric Poem]
Skittish is the Great Blue Heron.
It feels when you're stopped and starin'
and will crisscross water like Charon
to keep you on the other side.
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PROMPT: Lost Interest
Daily writing prompt
Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time?
I used to play with blocks and Lincoln Logs, but as I was not interested in majoring in Architecture, there was no way to respectably continue the activity.
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DAILY PHOTO: Winter Woods
PROMPT: Candy
Chocolate covered nut.
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Daily Photo: Two Views of the Chattahoochee River
PROMPT: A Break
Yes. The manipulation. Attention merchants selling space in our heads to AI-powered rage bait creators for a magical misdirect on a scale never before seen. While people are pointing fingers of outrage, the last thin dime is being pried out of their pockets to fuel wildly depraved existences, and the robbed are left to wonder how the people they were pointing at — who they had their eyes on the entire time — managed to pull off a pickpocket.
#bamboozledbybillionaires
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Operation [Free Verse]
Opening bleary eyes,
back on a cold, hard surface...
I know not where...
All I see,
All I know,
is a confluence of
sharp pointed tips:
hard points of unknown purpose
from which my brain attempts
to gauge a distance as
they come into razor clear
focus.
What hard robotic purpose
have these mean tines?
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