This week's prompts are all from various Poems. The poets used are credited at the bottom of this post. Use as many as you like as many times as you like! From 100 words (or fewer if need be!) to 100,000 words if you really wish, but ideally what you can get into a comment box. We're not picky.
This week's "challenge" is: most individual drabbles/ficlets written. Whoever writes the highest number of separate ficlets/drabbles will win a pretty (hopefully!) graphic and a say in next week's prompts :) Now go make sure it's not myself or
vacivity!)
Now go check out the prompts!
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1] (a moon swims out of a cloud
a clock strikes midnight
a finger pulls a trigger
a bird flies into a mirror)
2] an inch of nothing for your soul.
3] his heart, as mine in time not far away;
4] Memory and desire, stirring
5] And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
6] I think we are in rats' alley
Where the dead men lost their bones.
7] God works in a mysterious way-
The Church can sleep and feed at once.
8] Daguerreotypes and silhouettes
9] To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep,
10] Then why not lips on lips, since eyes in eyes?
Art thou ashamed to kiss? then wink again,
11] Narcissus so himself himself forsook,
And died to kiss his shadow in the brook.
12] Keep midnight's promise ; mistake by the way
13] I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so
14] But now I've drunk thy sweet salt tears,
15] My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!
16] Who paused a little near the prison-wall
17] The face of all the world is changed, I think,
18] Because the point A. is the centre
Of the circular B. C. D.
And because the point B. is the centre
Of the circular A. C. E.
A. C. to A. B. and B. C. to B. A.
Harmoniously equal for ever must stay;
19] In a half sleep, he dreams of better worlds,
20] All accident of kin and birth,
21] We feel that we are greater than we know.
22] And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
23] The night is starry and cold, my friend,
And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend,
24] I never felt the kiss of love,
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(For those who like to credit accordingly!)
Numbers 1-3 (e.e. cummings), 4-8 (T.S Eliot), 9-11 (William Shakespeare), 12-14 (John Donne), 15-17 (Elizabeth Barrett Browning), 18-20 (Samuel Taylor Coleridge), 21-24 (Lord Alfred Tennyson).
Good luck and have fun!