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Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet

Category: Prose

Created: January 30, 2011, 3:07 am

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She wishes not to speak to me thinking me a fool thinking me common as a pig for supper.  She who is spinning her hair and womanhood around wildly not aware that I be the crown king of the realm I have flog more men than the strands of hair on her head, but I will play along with her, in her petty ignorance, this beauty of a beast inward and eye slayer outward, I shall have a piece of her wild freedom for dinner when the time arrives for truthfulness and satisfaction, and yes she shall bow before me, while I be in leathers rising like a full bull stallion on dirty canvas, painting her clear and white.

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Written by: wickedwahine_69

Category: Prose

Created: January 29, 2011, 6:53 pm

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      A clearing inside a southern bayou. Solid ground deep brown with soggy mud water in the distance. Fuzzy moss traveling down from the tops of the weeping trees. Draped heavily with vines but light enough to sway with the humid breeze. Golden afternoon sunshine pierces the foliage catching the dancing dust in its rays.

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Written by: The_Unwanted

Category: Prose

Created: January 27, 2011, 3:14 am

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(This 'prose' is (kinda) more of experiment with a writing a story based around a song lyric - in this case 'The Beatles: While My Guitar Gently Weeps' - and adding elements of poetry. It might work...)

 

 

My Weeping GuitarIt’s late, or is it early? I don’t know. Can never be that sure. All I know is that it’s two thirty in the morning, and the day is a mere few hours from forming.

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Written by: rohitmulange

Category: Prose

Created: January 23, 2011, 12:30 am

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A cold breeze blew sending shivers down his body and ripples over the water in the river below the bridge Tom was standing on admiring the beautiful evening around him-
The trees plants and shrubs on the river bank were still visible in the golden light of the evening. The sun now about to set filled the otherwise blue sky with orange glow.

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