All those shapes and forms
repeated
across the pastures
we used to tread
where we found our freedom
as we walked further
to the other side

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Prompt 272

Patterned
Reminiscent
Field

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This is where it happened. Every thing is just like it was before. Every time I walk through the grass here it feels like it's going to happen again. Like it's inevitable. I know it won't, but tell that to my memories. One day, I'll feel different. But until then... #SenseWrds Prompt 272

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#Triolet

Cold that evening, crept over my skin
circles looping between corn blades
my hushed thoughts surface within
Cold that evening, crept over my skin
a story to tell, where do I begin
dust hung; a pinkish haze
Cold that evening, crept over my skin
circles looping between corn blades.

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#Sensewrds 271 #beyond #oak #whispering
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Prompt 272

Patterned
Reminiscent
Field

Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.

#sensewrds 271.
Sibilant muffled incantations, softly offered at the base of the ancient tree, take us back home to the mother in the sky.

Memory plays tricks
echoing autumn mornings,
mist sliding through
fiery New England trees
pulling at my youth.
Meanwhile, the old Carolina
giants with crooked arms formed
by storms sway Spanish moss,
waving of longer ago.

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Resolute desk
carving out
a destiny

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Dry stalks of corn
Rattle and tap in the night
Raccoons are up to no good
Acorns patter along the roof
Squirrels sleep like dragons
On their hills of gold
Equinox moon
Moodily swells
Mounds of gourds in the garden
All we gather
All we release
All we save
and plan for snow

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#sensewrds 271 beyond whispering oak

From little acorns, yes, but what of the squirrel in winter? Come closer dear, I'll tell you a secret. Closer. My mouth up to your ear. All woods feel the hunger. Listen to the small creatures creep in the dark. Can you leave? The path only goes one way, deeper.

how I would hang
on every movement
as if they were notes
of a favorite tune

and my limbs
just wanted to reach
as if you were the sun
drawing me
like a tree
into the sky

you made me feel
like I could glide
effortlessly
that my sight was far
soaring over horizons
and into the future

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Come, follow me, another hundred yards, out of earshot. The canopy leans in desperation to hear our mutterings our murmurs. Mature acorns, if bipeds, would be Senior MI6 agents. #SenseWrds 271 #writingprompts

lichen
the slow ascent
to heaven

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haiku morning
the sparrow tree
filled with sky

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under the chestnut tree
another summer day
i’ll soon forget

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