Jack And Phil Chapter 2
Jack yanked open his curtains, letting in another glorious Linestone day. Phil was already working in the garden.
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Kelly_seasons
So young and brave with so much to say. Writing her thoughts as she gets through each day. A talented writer and inspiration to all. She's got our support to help should she fall.
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Sleepy And Writing A Poem
What if I write a poem at night. With the moon in sight. With the dark room lighten by a small light. Making that paper and those words in sight. I get ideas at night and I can't write it right away.
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Words
A way with words is what they say, I never knew before this day. A smile upon my face when I write something I think is good, a scowl when it's not understood.
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Just Words
I may not be very good But words are in my blood The key word here is "my" Meaning all my own - No need to question why.
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Inspiration
Sometimes; inspiration. I can pluck out of thin air. Other times it seems as though. There is nothing there. Some days I can write and write. The words, they never end. Other days my mind is dull.
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Paper And Pen
Once upon a time In a garden full of rhyme The paper not alone - He's with a friend of mine. My friend the pen Writes of now and then Of what we've done Of mice - and men.
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Apologies
I'd like to apologise,. for the grammar I've displayed,. And the fact that this poem,. Has been somewhat delayed,. I have been known to criticise,. The grammar of my peers,.
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Swords & Pens
Warriors and Wordsmiths. The Sword and the Pen. The making and the breaking and the fashioning of men. The memory of hero's, and tales of the dead. Forever unspoken, now written instead.
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Miss You Supermom
I don't know if I can speak, for the rest of Opuss in honesty, But I can speak for myself. That though we fought just a while back, It's hard without you there, catching my back.
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Not Rank.
When I write on Opuss, I write to be heard, Not to become first... Or second... Or third. Yes, that's a challenge, But not a single aim, It ruins every prospect, Of the word-fuelled game.
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Nom de Plume
We are all strangers Yet we all presume To share our art under A nom de plume. Don't confuse the reason We use an alibi I doubt for the most part It's because we are shy.
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Words
Some words are so sharp that they slash through the air, yet others are so light they seem to float away like clouds. Certain words are used so much that they loose meaning.
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Opussly Devoted To You
Short has been my time. Here on Opuss I say. But now I am here. For the duration I will stay. A friend to me. Recommended the Opuss app. She knew my love of writing. Some good and some crap.
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Pen
This pens run out of ink, But the ideas they still flow. I need to right them down, Before they escape and go. I won't remember them for long. If I can't write them, they'll go to waste.
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Paper
Paper like wings beat the air, No sense or sorrow, no sense of care. Littering the path, wherevers in its wake. Telling each step a story, or some advice to take.
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Pen On Paper!
Setting pen on paper , It relieves so much. You just lose yourself. The moment the pen delicately hits the page , the ink splashes down the stories come out.
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We Shall Write
We shall write on the beaches, we shall write on the landing grounds, we shall write in the fields and in the streets, we shall write in the hills; we shall never stop writing and even if, which I do...
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Thank You From Me To You
Just a little ditty to thank all of you. For all your comments and likes. It really is an inspiration. To be amongst such talent. Reading your work is a joy. As a closet writer for so long.
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Poetry
Ideas flicker in the dark of the mind, Brilliant, fleeting, and Gone. The candle stands, Just out of reach. Waiting for the match. For the spark. For the flame.
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Mr.Inspiration
Looking for inspiration, was a hard task for me. I was thinking as hard as thinking goes, to where he might be. I looked under my bed and inside my closet. Was he there?. Of course he wasn't.
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Opus To Opuss
Opuss is new to me, I believe it sets me free. You can write with love, You can write with hate. You can write to explain what you thought of a date.
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Paper And Pens
Nothing compares to the feel of pen on paper. The production of something tangible and real that you can hold in your hands is intoxicating.
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Untitled
I love an empty book, The blank pages aren't really empty at all. They are full of promise. Each page a mystery, Dreams lay hidden behind the matt, white paper. Perfect and mine.
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