A sonnet without rhyming. What does rhyming symbolize in poetry anyway?
Poetry Challenge - Day 183 Sound 1
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Happy Friday! Just thought I’d share some of my favorite writing prompts♡ Exercise can only do so much for me during this time of social distancing. It is writing and bullet journaling that has saved me from my restlessness. (And, apparently, there is such a thing as too much TV). So if you like writing, hope you find much-needed inspo from this. And if you don’t, I urge you to try it anyway. Especially if, like me, your thoughts often drive you crazy. I know for a fact that journaling has helped improve my moods which, in turn, improves my relationships. Anyway, I’m obsessed with my journal
writeright now. Can you tell?
Please let me know if you have any favorite writing prompts. I’m always looking for new ideas.8god, why am i such nORmAL kid. i didn’t get a hogwarts letter. not a demigod staying in camp half-blood. im not even qualified in sky high uGHHh
4“I’ll always choose you”
(Elize Ryd POV)
After Jake Abandoned the band I confessed to the guys that really didn’t know what to do since we were about to go on tour in Montreal, reason why we were staying there. Even though I knew several people who could probably take his place, I didn’t feel like contacting them. However, Alissa White-Gluz came into my mind that night. And it was exactly 12:30 am when I was lying on my bed while looking up at the ceiling, and I suddenly felt that my oppinion changed…by just thinking about how beautiful and talented Alissa was. With a subtle smile drawn on my face, I started remembering every single moment we spent together, from going out, to singing together…and she even taught me how to growl! Even though I’ll never do as good as her. Luckily, Alissa was staying in the same place as I, so I wondered if she would be awake right now, so she could get a short visit from me, just to see if we could talk things through. And it was then when I decided to send her a text message, to which she replied a few minutes after I got to the kitchen to grab some midnight snacks.
> Alissa: Good evening, sweetheart…Ah, can’t sleep again?
> Elize: Maybe…look Ali, I’d like to talk to you about something…could you pass by?
> Alissa: Of course, actually I was finishing some lyrics for Arch Enemy, but you know that I’ll always make up some time for you.
Receiving that response just made me blush, as usual. Which got me even more convinced that I could like her, even though I didn’t felt capable of telling so. Minutes passed until I received a call from her, reminding me that I hadn’t changed my clothes yet. And it was only because I didn’t want to receive her just by wearing pajamas and my bathrobe over it…but I didn’t want to make her wait, so I answered.
> Elize: Hello?
> Alissa: Elize, dear I’m at your door already, could you open up for me?
I shivered. Just by the thought of her calling me “dear” made my heart go nuts. And this was it, I did like her, so I took a deep breath and few seconds before answering.
> Elize: Yes, I’m coming…
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Yoohoo! your caribbean beastling is here! haha 👀
After being on a very long Hiatus I’ve decided to re-activate my blog, so here’s a short Elize Ryd x Alissa White-Gluz one-shot! These two are my otp so I really enjoy writing about them🥰
I really hope you liked it! Tell me if you’d like to read another part of this🥺
Love, Blue LightBeam💙
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Time for Consequences
…Time spent with others is often a welcome sacrifice, but as with any scarce and coveted resource, we resent the waste of our own time by other people. It should follow, then, that we do not do to others what we resent them doing to us. How familiar. Then there is judgment. As a particularly pertinent example, the germ-conscious once suffered scoffing and rolling of eyes, but due to recent events, their views are now trending. So many who once mocked declined handshakes or requests to cover their mouths when coughing or sneezing are among the first and loudest to do so now, bolstered by their late-acquired (and now socially enforced) recognition of the benefits. What consequences do the…
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(Link in About)0I still see hazy visions of him blurred in clouds
In strands of herbal smoke trailing upward
Inhale the earth and now I’m falling backward
If I don’t have you, I’ll at least have me
I still miss the way he used to touch and hug me
A promise that lingered just long enough
To make a man sweeter be, but he acts so tough
If I don’t have you, I’ll at least have me
He can say all the mean things he wants to
Call it all a joke and pretend he doesn’t mean to
But in the end- the end- he’s the one I’ll still run to
If I don’t have you, I’ll at least have me
He will dirty and blister his hands daily
Work the daylight and share long laughs too
Inside the walls of someone else’s home for two
If I don’t have you, I’ll at least have mejlh 07.10.20
2Sometimes, the amount of times you’ll let a person hurt you is directly proportional to how much you love them. So, if you asked me how many times I’ll let you hurt me, I’d say, “Infinitely.”
3I’ve committed myself to bettering my blog so I don’t come off as a cringe lord. Keep in mind that I will hereby retract my previous bullshit about politics, science fiction, Mary Sues, and Trolls. Instead, I will use this as my personal blog.
P.S. Please follow my new blog, Amelia Ashdale. I’m a writer now.
0I have a question for artists(writers, painters, musicians, digital artist, traditional artist, actors, basically all the art forms) do y’all not like it when ppl say you have talent for whichever type of art u do??? because the definition for talent is: natural aptitude or skill. So, i’m here kinda like but it isn’t natural, the artist put in a lot of hard work and practice to get so good at their art. Sorry maybe i’m being extra no ones even told me they don’t like that as a complement, but i thought about it once and I can’t get it out of my head that maybe some ppl don’t like that compliment and that i might of disregarded their hard work by saying that!!
1c. 2020.06.27
tw. suicide - overdosewhen it rains, the town falls silent
murmurs are spread like wildfire
but not one does you justiceif i knew what you would do
i would have sat and listened closer
sat and understood your whispersso take the warmth in
collapsed veins and broken ties
take solace in april showersc.m
0A Conceit. By: Maya Angelou
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0If anyone wants to hire me as a freelance writer for a blog list site, go right ahead. I went to college for English, I took a lot of film theory and lit theory courses, I’m an unpublished writer and I spent most of my employment time working retail.
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