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Dip Into Something New

Slip away for a few hours, into other worlds – away from all the troubles of this one.

 

Perhaps into the future – a near future – dark and disturbing and yet – so close. There follow the fates of four people worn down and broken – or angry with the system. Who break out of it and try to break it. Who question why they did and falter in their resolve only to be thrown back into the fray to discover the truth within themselves. A tale that questions rebellion and its motivations while railing at the oppression around us. Try it.

Mankind Limited

 

Or if not the future – the other worlds – supernatural ones – that impinge onto ours from – where? Some other dimension? The afterlife? Our own minds?

Where ever they come from – try these Thirteen Tales of the Ghostly variety.

Thirteen Tales of Ghosts

 

Or forget them all and take a moment each day  – to read a little poetry and think. Three hundred and sixty-five poems in all shapes and sizes sprung from dreams and emotion. Published day after day for a year. There are haiku, sonnets, katauta, lanturnes and many other forms – including free form. The moods are as varied as the forms and often reflect my mood on the day. There is sadness and grief, joy and love.

A Spring of Dreams

 

 

 

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Address

For #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 26th, 2018

Your address
Should be
Where your heart is
Instead
It has become
Your ID
Identifying you for what you are
What you stand for
Your worth
and
And most importantly

The most effective way to
Extract money from you

In response to #JusJoJan, JusJoJan,

 

Posted in Creative Writing, Daily Prompt, Poetry, Writing

Revision

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Image from Pixabay

Swirling in the mists of history
Mystic figures whirl
Dark silhouettes of dangerous men
Stride along with pride.

A flash of a sword, the chord of a song
the clash of a shield, the beat of a drum.
The roar of a fire in a welcome hearth.
The hearty sound of the comrades’ laugh.

The scent of a feast, the warmth of the soup.
The strength of the beams over the hall
The smoke rising up into the straw
All of this and still there’s more.

A cold wind blows, the mist rolls back,
To show the cold hard facts.

 

In response to the daily prompt Silhouette

#DailyPrompt, #amwriting, #postaday

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