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Writing Prompt

VISUAL PROMPT

Consider that not all aspect of the image need to be included in your poem. Try choosing one element and focussing on that. Remember the poem only needs to be inspired by the prompt.

Consider that not all aspect of the image need to be included in your poem. Try choosing one element and focussing on that. Remember the poem only needs to be inspired by the prompt.

Writings

The Brass Doorman

Perfectly polished and round like a globe,

Peppered with prints or brushed with brass,

So often he is forgotten,

Succumbed to decorative afterthought,

But without this steady gatekeeper, no doors shall open....

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The Empty Chair

Sam moved into the house with a friend. She has known this friend for years. She has never spent any time in her friend’s house. There was a strange aura in this house. It was a large house with drab furniture everywhere but her room. During the daytime, Sam felt a slight uneasiness as though she was being watched. There were two chairs in the room but one bothered her. She did not know why ...

Our sheets

Our bed is made

Blankets Unwrinkled

The pillows have gone cold

Our lips have dulled ...

World

Soothing

To draw

To paint

Getting lost

In the Art of creation

My world

On canvas

Others pass

Stare

Creat their

Own worlds

Within mine

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Trapped

This is all I see,

There’s only one thing keeping me here...a key.

The world outside I have never engaged,

And I have only aged.

The feeling of the sun and the rain is unknown to me,

A normal person I wish to be.


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Little Bed

The little bed that sat on its old creaky legs looked more like home than any ware Siena was going next. Her house was now shadows and the shadows were a symbol of how she used to live, in fear. She used to live ware her fear was only a motivation to hurt her more. They were cruel to her. But that was all in memories and dreams. This was one of many. She sat on her bed still and quiet wishing for ...

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Blue Room

A blue room to sit in

A blue room to lay

A blue room to eat in

A blue room to stay

Sometimes I feel the room is bluer

Sometimes I feel it is me

Perhaps tomorrow I will paint it green...

Her room

Can someone please comment on how I can improve? :)


The room has so many memories. The creaky old bed she slept on, and the beautiful woven chair in the corner. There is dust on the floor, and I leave footprints as I walk around. I inhale the scent of her favorite perfume and the musty air. I wish she could be here with me. The portraits on the wall display her beautiful face, with that unforget...