Tag: Prose
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The War Cries of the Fallen
Within the icy cold, In the mountain range, A battle was fought, A tragedy happened, Fathers fought sons, Sons rebelled against traditions, The battle in the ice, Ended with no victors, Ended with no tales, For none that were there, Lived to see the next day, Only I who was a scout, Found the frozen…
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The Dance of the Wildflower
By Zachary Furr Do you see the wind? Can you see it dancing in the fields? It goes to and fro, The wild flowers, Seem like children, In its wake, Children clambering for attention, For they dance, For they sense their mother, For they are the wildflowers. Do you see that one? The uprooted sprout?…
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Be careful
I sent helpI got ridiculedPoetry is the descriptionOf lifeIf life is ridiculousA meaningShan’t be foundYour hope of loveIs fleetingYou ought to haveSaid nothingAnd been content
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Training Wheels
Do you follow the rules? Do you understand the rules? Do you trust yourself about the basics? Do you think of yourself as creative, Because you know the rules? Here is my truth of the rules. They are made to be broken away from. They are there as a restricting force, For the beginning, They…
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Mrs. Finnegan
Have you heard of Mrs. Finnegan? The woman owns a set of four dogs, She has a pit bull, A border collie, A mastiff, And a corgi, Mrs. Finnegan may have four dogs, She is also a widow, She owns the dogs, They are her companions, For the dogs are her protectors, They eat…
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To the Girl that sees the invisible me
I wonder why I see your name,For there has not been a thought,Of you in quite sometime,Though we see each other,From time to time,And place to place,It always seems to be,Under a joyfully cruel,Circumstance,‘Tis sorrow that fills me,When I see you,And know not what to say,I see you and,Cannot look away,I know that I am…
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Ode to my Ceramic Throne
You are the one that, I visit at the end of the day, You have seen it all, And rarely complain, You can consume anything, Nary a sound is heard, You gurgle and grumble, You get clogged, But I wash you with, Solutions to the problems that I caused, You have known my deepest thoughts,…
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Ode to my Coffee
How to describe thee, As the bitter bean, You are nothing more, Than evolve dirt, Crushed and ground, You are reduced to fine powder, Filtered with water, You have been know, To bring the dead to life, Mixed with milk and sugar, You become a treat, That even children want, Akin to dessert, You are…
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Hazy Dream
Reality in high definition, I am aware, As soon as I see you I recognize that love and awareness Go hand on hand From Eve to Mary From Adam to Jesus We are meant for each other We seek no one else We have waited We have lost hope I know you as my wife…
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The Lion and the Falconess – 1-4 – FULL
The Lion and the Falconess By Zachary Furr1 Morality and essence was in short supply in this part of the world. Men fought battles, women cleaned wounds, children played in the streets. The poor lived in hovels to wretch out their lives with whatever work can be found. The middles lived in apartments that lined…
The In Constant Chronicles 