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In my Grandmothers kitchen the tortillas made the air thick. Sweet, wet corn smell drifting.... Making soft the troubles of the day.
Three inch crunch Flumph of boots Footprint skid Slip, slide, slip, Crack under muffled footsteps Silent precipitation Melting drifts, Drip, drop, drip, Slow thaw, slush-smush Tyres spin-grip And...
Vibrations in my head, Tremble through my veins The dark thoughts dread. Oxygen levels to my mains. The flashes of lighting Can hardly be seen You pulsing is frightening In this crowd you've been.
The aroma is the sweetest. It is the most addictive. I cannot ever get enough. Of my rich chocolate love. The taste is ever so more-ish. It is the most delicious. Run my tongue over each crumb.
I was cursed. Cursed by the silence of my mind. Cursed by what I heard and the only thing I did hear was me. My mind was a very lonely place. No one understood this loneliness because ...
#colourchallenge #jade That colour, in between the receding blue sky, And the sunset. That colour, mesmerisingly plain, Silvery-green.
I slipping into the hot, fragrant waters, Releasing a resounding "Aaahhh..." As my muscles tense, and then loosen, Relaxing and - for once - remaining so.
to describe a color; a sight to one that's sightless is impossible if they aren't in love. to love is when colors bleed together. to describe a sensation is simple when one can feel.
The field behind my house was endless Reaching out into forever through a haze of lime green And impossible gold, like dust sprinkled On the surface of a lacquered table that gleams Beneath...
Silence prevails once again,. All you can hear is the pitter patter of the rain,. The tap that drips continuously,. The wind that howls furiously,. The click and bumps of the radiators warming up,.
Darkness Cool Silent Dreams I slumbered. Stirring Wakeful Restless Alert I...
Daydreaming in the night The sun is shining…. Not a cloud in the sky Endless meadows… With an array of sweet smelling flowers And u sitting under a tree… Reading a book perhaps.
As I dribble down the court. I can feel the wind whooshing through my hair. My heart beating, roaring to keep up with me. The tension from the crowd. I can hear the crowd screaming.
Bright tangerine sun sparkling like a diamond. Sitting by myself on an icy cold seat. Gentle, sweet wind. Hitting my little, pink face. Not a word was said for the longest time.
#colourchallenge #purple #hithereimnew Phoenician The hue of kings A joyous melody Played by pipers Dancing on the backs Of the conquered.
That thing that makes you laugh every single time you think about it. That one song that makes you so happy and playing it on repeat makes you happy. The one colour that makes your eyes stand out.
#10wordchallenge. Like a LURE,. The sound of RAIN,. A sound so pure,. I go to the WINDOW again,. The rain wasn't present,. The pitter patter against the frame,. Was a GLITTER flurry on its decent,.
Dancing, swirling, sweetly frozen Downy, soft like feathered jewels Touch my lips with a tickle and a giggle Cold and tingly, frosty fun.
(Rhyme time!) Flashing white, searing blue, Contacts blaze against the view, Vertigo implodes the sky, A chill hangs strong, frost, waking nigh.
A girl dressed in, Black and white, Short black hair, But you lack sight, Her black coat has, A dark RED lining, Her shoes tinted, where light is shining, A GREEN of grass, And holly leaves, A...
Have you ever thought what it would be like without your eyes. Every touch would be a shocking surprise. Can you believe how important they are. Just think..... You wouldn't be able to drive a car.
Lie us down. In fields of green. Admiring dew. In its fine sheen. Chasing sand dunes. Laughter. Smiles. Coldest flesh. On coldest tiles. Warm warm showers. Hot drinks and food. Winter's coming.
There's a million micro drummers Playing rhythms in my head They've been there since I woke And they're staining my mood red Pills for paradiddles Make me feel like trash Every little movement's...
I opened the curtains and smiled. A beautiful, vivid autumn scene emerged in front of my eyes. The sky; a block of ocean waves that playfully moved their hands back and forth.