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calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
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Quick Write.. Can You Keep Up?

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16206

PleasuresOfPain said:I was going to go next but your topic caught me off guard and the coincidence was too strange.I just lost my mother about three weeks ago and it's awfully painful to think about.Losing someone that you love is an emotional roller coaster through memories and moments of the past.Sorry

I am so sorry for your loss.

highwaytohell
Greg
Thought Provoker
South Africa
Joined 24th Sep 2015
Forum Posts: 449

Baywatch episode

While Chad is eating his packet of dorito's
"I love these doritos only $2.99. Oh yeah"
scanning for beached babes
in their swim suits
revealing so much
but hiding a lot as well
"Woah! Samantha is that you...oh shi-"

Running in slow motion
as Samantha is about to open her coke
"No!! Not the white shirt!"
an eruption of coke splashes her white t shirt
revealing those heavenly D cups

Chad stops in front of her
the sweat shines his body
gleaming over a golden six pack
"hi" says Chad smiling like an idiot
"hi" says Samantha unimpressed

Chad is getting desperate
time for a pick up line
"Babe you must get sunburnt all the time because you're so hot"
"Oh my gosh...that poor boy" Samantha screams "sorry duty calls"

Samantha runs for the water
a guy in a red speedo
runs up to Chad and says "You like my girlfriend Samantha"
"I am Rob" he continues
as both Rob and Samantha leave
Chad is left with nothing
except sand in his pants

turnip
Revelations
stoners/junkies
high priest
prostitute

_shadoe_
yiyi
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Apr 2013
Forum Posts: 577

turnip
Revelations
stoners/junkies
high priest
prostitute
*
neon city nights ~

i spent sunday nights
trying to prostitute
my immorality to
the stained glass saints
at st. george's ...
... would have accepted
turnips for payment
if one of them
absolved me temporarily
so I could
keep selling myself
to the high priest
of vodka & valium
*
we were
two junkies, living
in the shadows
of a flat mountain,
obeying
heroin revelations
preached by that nigerian
dealing the corner
of loop & long ...
... there wasn't a prayer
in our veins
up on kloof
but i kept
visiting the saints
kept walking
the labyrinthine streets
[searching]
\\
ash
rubicon
bones
wax
cathedral

_shadoe_
yiyi
Tyrant of Words
54awards
Joined 25th Apr 2013
Forum Posts: 577

_shadoe_ said:
ash
rubicon
bones
wax
cathedral

topic:
you've just killed someone & have started a dramatic inner monologue... what are you saying to yourself?
[Прости, forgot to post the topic]

calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
Tyrant of Words
United States 28awards
Joined 22nd June 2015
Forum Posts: 2047

ash
rubicon
bones
wax
cathedral

It is done
The injustice of my rubicon matters little to me..
But that i won and his corpse
My trophy

I have turned his bones into an alter
Of my cold hearts cathedral
Genuflect before them in worship

Of my bloody thrill kill
Instead of the humiliating kneel
Of cock suck
And pre fuck duties
Done to his scorching approval

I light a candle
Let it burn for ages
(as i did)
And drip the scarlet wax

Where his monstrously
Watching watching watching
Eyes will never be again

You have found your lover in the arms of his mistress...or reverse sexes

Prick
Lipstick
Gun
Gum
Pillow


sinisterpenz
Hellbound
Fire of Insight
United States 3awards
Joined 1st Dec 2015
Forum Posts: 53

sun shining lake glistening
me pissing in the bushes thinking
Doritos and coke what am i missing
ahh my Bathing suit fuck I'm  drunk and naked
friends are laughing im sunburned and sweating
nothing like a good picnic with friends again

topic
a boat ride with one friend
weed
a boat
nitrous
duct tape

sinisterpenz
Hellbound
Fire of Insight
United States 3awards
Joined 1st Dec 2015
Forum Posts: 53

dude im sorry for that pleasureofpain hows the short stories going?

TinaLouise
Twisted Dreamer
Australia 3awards
Joined 20th Dec 2015
Forum Posts: 89

On the boat my friend and I
we're off to the reef, beautiful blue sky
swimming 'round after we smoked some weed
got the munchies where's the speed
suck the nitrous till I cant feel my toes
riding a dugong, chuck'n a pose
take my photo before it goes
it's cruel to duct tape my hands to its nose!

Topic:  At the beach
shells
sea snake
nudity
pirates
tide

MadameLavender
Guardian of Shadows
United States 87awards
Joined 17th Feb 2013
Forum Posts: 5600

Gloucester Waters


Tides slide away, like
lady-pirates’ skirts, billowing
in the winds, revealing their
nudity beneath.

A sea snake shaped
sand bar, rises from the
receding waters, as if a slumbering
empress from the deep,
awakening.

I walk off-shore, time
conscious of when the sea
comes to reclaim the sands.

For now, the brine-scented
shells are mine for the gathering.


___________________________________

Topic:  At a Funeral

Words:  Sun
            Lace
            Beauty
            Time
             Hope

SatInUGal
Kumar
Dangerous Mind
United States 24awards
Joined 31st Dec 2015
Forum Posts: 930

THE FUNERAL

Lace bright as the sun
Surrounds your beauty; the time
For hope is over.



You have just come back to reality after being crazy (intoxicated?) for a while

trace
flit
spark
fuzzy
pounding

LobodeSanPedro
Tyrant of Words
Sierra Leone 109awards
Joined 16th Apr 2013
Forum Posts: 3304

Trace my eyelids with the pounding of sunlight
The spark of sea salt grips my fuzzy tongue
searching for a flit of you

though I know you've left with the tide

Topic: Drinking with the band after the last set at a grunge bar

willow
cinnamon
dew
washboard
ice cream



dejure
vick
Dangerous Mind
29awards
Joined 17th Aug 2015
Forum Posts: 2879

The Mystery

rusty ice cream truck parked in line with the willow trees
you feel the calmness with the smell of cinnamon in the breeze
an old washboard was peaking out from the truck with faded crease
morning dew shined on her pale frozen body covered in fleas



bold
satin
spark
wet
glass




DemonQueen666
Sigil_of_Darkness
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 10th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 17

Bold letters on the side of the broken store
Blood soaked satin billows in the breeze
Sparks of lighting illuminating the secne
Freezing wet rain pours down
Shards of glass litter the ground

Warrior
Travel
Down
Snake
Tree

dejure
vick
Dangerous Mind
29awards
Joined 17th Aug 2015
Forum Posts: 2879

Sorry just noticed i have to write on the mentioned topic

Topic: Drinking with the band after the last set at a grunge bar


cinnamon flavoured ice cream to recover from the drinks
dew on the leaves of the willow tree makes me think
where did he found this washboard damn it really stinks
this poem need another line so dinky binky pinky minky chink




topic. sexy evil witch on a dark night

bold
satin
spark
wet
glass

DemonQueen666
Sigil_of_Darkness
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 10th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 17

Topic: You've murdered, gotten away and are planning the next murder. What thoughts are going through your head?

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