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  1. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  2. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  3. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  4. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  5. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  6. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  7. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  8. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  9. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  10. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  11. What follows after the maelstrom is not simply renewal. It is an internal remodeling to liberate the gremlins from your system, and give them a holiday. When they return, you hopefully managed to raise your vibration enough for one of the futures where no gremlins exist.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #BlueSkyRelay #firewords280 #vssFlex
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #UnchainedSymphony #BraveWrite #thingstowriteabout
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  12. What follows after the maelstrom is not simply renewal. It is an internal remodeling to liberate the gremlins from your system, and give them a holiday. When they return, you hopefully managed to raise your vibration enough for one of the futures where no gremlins exist.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #BlueSkyRelay #firewords280 #vssFlex
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #UnchainedSymphony #BraveWrite #thingstowriteabout
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  13. What follows after the maelstrom is not simply renewal. It is an internal remodeling to liberate the gremlins from your system, and give them a holiday. When they return, you hopefully managed to raise your vibration enough for one of the futures where no gremlins exist.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #BlueSkyRelay #firewords280 #vssFlex
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #UnchainedSymphony #BraveWrite #thingstowriteabout
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  14. What follows after the maelstrom is not simply renewal. It is an internal remodeling to liberate the gremlins from your system, and give them a holiday. When they return, you hopefully managed to raise your vibration enough for one of the futures where no gremlins exist.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #BlueSkyRelay #firewords280 #vssFlex
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #UnchainedSymphony #BraveWrite #thingstowriteabout
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  15. What follows after the maelstrom is not simply renewal. It is an internal remodeling to liberate the gremlins from your system, and give them a holiday. When they return, you hopefully managed to raise your vibration enough for one of the futures where no gremlins exist.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #BlueSkyRelay #firewords280 #vssFlex
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #UnchainedSymphony #BraveWrite #thingstowriteabout
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  16. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  17. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  18. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  19. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  20. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  21. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  22. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  23. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  24. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  25. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  26. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  27. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  28. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  29. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  30. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  31. The entrance of the knight in shining armor turned out to be a damp squib when the ramparts of his sonnets crumbled under her genuine gaze. She picked up the leftovers, and turned his poetry into free verse.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #firewords280 #BraveWrite #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  32. The entrance of the knight in shining armor turned out to be a damp squib when the ramparts of his sonnets crumbled under her genuine gaze. She picked up the leftovers, and turned his poetry into free verse.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #firewords280 #BraveWrite #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  33. The entrance of the knight in shining armor turned out to be a damp squib when the ramparts of his sonnets crumbled under her genuine gaze. She picked up the leftovers, and turned his poetry into free verse.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #firewords280 #BraveWrite #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  34. The entrance of the knight in shining armor turned out to be a damp squib when the ramparts of his sonnets crumbled under her genuine gaze. She picked up the leftovers, and turned his poetry into free verse.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #firewords280 #BraveWrite #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  35. The entrance of the knight in shining armor turned out to be a damp squib when the ramparts of his sonnets crumbled under her genuine gaze. She picked up the leftovers, and turned his poetry into free verse.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #firewords280 #BraveWrite #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  36. Starlight twinkles, as if the sky, cloaked in black velvet on a cold night, winks at me to say:

    "Unwrap me!"

    I pull the golden ribbon of shooting stars.

    A silver moon rises, reflecting in a new light, and I'm finding hope - not like a lightning bolt in toasty apolausticism, but rather in the frosty modesty of this silent night.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #fairytalepoets #OurPoetryX
    #vssFlex #BraveWrite #firewords280
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  37. Starlight twinkles, as if the sky, cloaked in black velvet on a cold night, winks at me to say:

    "Unwrap me!"

    I pull the golden ribbon of shooting stars.

    A silver moon rises, reflecting in a new light, and I'm finding hope - not like a lightning bolt in toasty apolausticism, but rather in the frosty modesty of this silent night.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #fairytalepoets #OurPoetryX
    #vssFlex #BraveWrite #firewords280
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  38. Starlight twinkles, as if the sky, cloaked in black velvet on a cold night, winks at me to say:

    "Unwrap me!"

    I pull the golden ribbon of shooting stars.

    A silver moon rises, reflecting in a new light, and I'm finding hope - not like a lightning bolt in toasty apolausticism, but rather in the frosty modesty of this silent night.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #fairytalepoets #OurPoetryX
    #vssFlex #BraveWrite #firewords280
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  39. Starlight twinkles, as if the sky, cloaked in black velvet on a cold night, winks at me to say:

    "Unwrap me!"

    I pull the golden ribbon of shooting stars.

    A silver moon rises, reflecting in a new light, and I'm finding hope - not like a lightning bolt in toasty apolausticism, but rather in the frosty modesty of this silent night.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #fairytalepoets #OurPoetryX
    #vssFlex #BraveWrite #firewords280
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  40. Starlight twinkles, as if the sky, cloaked in black velvet on a cold night, winks at me to say:

    "Unwrap me!"

    I pull the golden ribbon of shooting stars.

    A silver moon rises, reflecting in a new light, and I'm finding hope - not like a lightning bolt in toasty apolausticism, but rather in the frosty modesty of this silent night.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #fairytalepoets #OurPoetryX
    #vssFlex #BraveWrite #firewords280
    @writingcommunity @poetry