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    So it Shall Be

    When a calm sky turns grey And a whispered wind cuts When the peace you need to stay But vanishes like dust   Every beauty on a rose Is kissed with lust The roots never grow Past the decayed crust   Word sung in a resounding hymn Played with notes  Eco'd...

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    The Gin Shot

    It was my third assignment for the Cohol Tribune. My boss thought it would be best for me to go and interview an upcoming environmentalist, named Caleb. Stewart. I didn't realize I would need to travel to Scotland for...

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    • Brilliantly penned, Fia. Wonderful storytelling, it kinda reminds me of a sitcom my friend. Excellent write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • I enjoyed this. Comparing the kiss to drinking water is imaginative–I like it. I need to “see” the action in a story, and that was easy with this. Probably because I’m a very foolish (and hopeless) romantic, I feel bad when romance has to take a back seat to life goals. Maybe she’ll see him again?

      • Thank you, Sam. She has to choose who she is going to be with among the shot glasses. I appreciate you reading this.

    • I just love how this unfolds. The character development of the Scottish man is truly outstanding. And your grasp of the Scottish lingo is truly amazing. I love how you made the Scottish words so clearly understandable yet authentic. And the story telling is fabulous.

      John

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    Challenge Are you up for it?

    Calling all those who fish  I have an idea that's delish  Can you write about the catch  Not the one that you threw back    I have a Twist in mind  Not all fish are one of a kind  The catch can be by sea or...

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    • this makes me think of metaphors for getting with someone romatically and going to the flea market and haggling for the write price haggling with a whore sorry Fia it’s the images your challenge brought 💕

      • It’s fine. Go for it and write crimsin

        • I cast desire upon the tide,
          My fingers tremble for her weight
          A secret urge I cannot hide,
          My bait a promise, sweet as fate.

          She rises shimmering, bare and bold,
          Her flanks and curve inflame the air
          Enticing as forbidden gold,
          She stirs my blood with fevered dare.

          She fights, resists, with sultry grace,
          Her finish slick against my skin;
          The pull, the yield, our swift embrace
          She swallows lust, I drink her in.

          On shore, still dripping wet with lust,
          Her form revealed, full-bodied, wild
          We meet as lovers, freed and flushed
          My catch, my craving, reconciled

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    The Shape I'm In

    How much I missto moss in loveholding the moldto gorgon stonea lifetime ago, thisancient road.Horizons beammy wanderlust dream:I am dim  of years away  from the final dandelion blaze,still sleek from behindwith the Sun going down‘til morning lurksto hone the worm& I (...alone, at night, aloof...

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    • Beautifully penned, Benjamin. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • I can see why it was nominated. It has a dreamy and faraway quality to it.

    • I always think unicorn is code for a secret society this made me feel God himself was talking to me just beautiful…

      I brow my spells
      in leafy black-green
      where sullen moons
      sulk in pretty-pink

      love it 💕

    • I was raised around poetry books, and my dad liked to dabble in it late at night. My oldest sister too, had books around, and hers were more what developed my tastes. Like this write of yours. It reminds me of old Dylan. I don’t know why. yet that’s a good thing to key my old memories of reading his stuff.
      You sir, are a poet. Not just a writer. an actual poet. And that is a very good thing.

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