Wild tights! Wild tights!
Were I in thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 798
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Every Wednesday, Robert Lee Brewer shares a prompt and example poem to get
things started for poets. This week, write a “(blank) the World” poem.
The pos...
6 days ago
4 comments:
One can almost make out the rattling sound of Emily's bones quaking furiously in the box, as she looks at this post in the cosmic rearview and considers all she may have missed out on.
Futile - the winds -
to a Belle in tights -
Done with the House Dress -
Done with the White!
Love it, Laura! And thanks Tom and Emily! I keep looking and thinking it looks like her head is chopped off a bit in this . . .
Love this!
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