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A Little Love from Nothing

Tamara Woods 6 Comments

So last week we gave you thirteen romantic words and then asked you not to write us a romantic poem. It can be challenging to make words we normally associate with certain emotions work the other way around for us. In the same spirit of opposites attract, here are thirteen more words.

They aren’t romantic, but we want romance from you. Take these words and make us feel the love.

Remember to share the prompt and that every poem linked up for the week will be considered for this issue of the magazine. Submissions are now open, so send in your best work!
1. apathy
2. animosity
3. indifference
4. disdain
5. hatred
6. merciless
7. cowardice
8. fear
9. disloyal
10. lie
11. fake
12. broken
13. misery

The Writer in My Head

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The writer in my head has a name
But it is not mine
The person I saw buried six feet under
Lives behind my soulful eyes
In my blood I feel him
As I write the words that he has given me
I feel my feet hit the ground
But its to his kind beat
He is a leaf cascading to the ground
as I watch it with the eyes he gave me
He is the thought in my head
As I write down these words
And sing his mournful song

I like to keep my blog anonymous, as there is personal luggage on it that shouldn’t have a name attached to it. I write mostly about what I see and what inspires me. I believe that simplicity has more complexity than people may realize. My poems aim to extract the complexity and show the beauty in the rubble. The poem I submitted is about the person who inspired me and who continues to posthumously. You can find more of WordsAreDeadly’s work on their blog, here.

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Beautiful, Brazen, Bold

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Let us gather those purple passion orbs
(The vineyard is ripe and ready)
We’ll weave the vines and crown ourselves
The leaflets to cover our glory

Let us drench ourselves in precious oils
That our bodies glisten and shine
It is unto Bacchus
We give thanks for the laden vine

As the ancients of classical Greece
Whose myths never grow old
We’ll dance beneath the harvest moon
Beautiful, brazen, bold:

Intoxicated on life are we
Free from all restraints
Living less complexities
Void of any complaints

O’Prunty lives is a small town amongst the rolling hills of West Virginia, USA.  Her works have been published by Middle Island Press, with two chapbooks, “Selected Snippets” and “Unfolding Hearts” her credit. Her poem “A Fleeting Moment” appear as in an Anthology of Poetry: “Sketches of the Soul”.She has also been published in a variety of ezines, newspapers and collaborations.

Writing poetry since the tender age of ten, weaving of words has always been her true passion.  In the words of the poetess, “life has been my greatest teacher, experience is now my guide”. You can find O’Prunty’s blog here.

Photo credit: Marcello-Paoli on deviantart / Design credit: Laura A. Lord

Holiday Madness

Tamara Woods 9 Comments

It’s the most wonderful time of the year…or so they say. Are you up to your elbows in wrapping paper? How many scratches are on your arms from the stupid fake needles on your tree? Is your grocery list for the family meal ten pages long?

However you celebrate (or if you don’t) this season seems to be full of activity. It’s a time when families come together and all of us question whether escaping to Hawaii the next year wouldn’t be easier.

No?

Just me?

We want to grab all those holidays feelings up (the good, the bad, and the ugly Christmas sweater) into something amazing. Share a piece of your holiday with all of us.

Here are some words to inspire you:

Christmas
holiday
Hanukkah
Kwanzaa
presents
tree
feast
family
wrap
noise
music
lights
candle

Good luck and Happy Holidays from all of us at The Reverie Journal!

And have you considered submitting to our Write for Us segment? We’d love to feature your work here on The Reverie! Click here for more information…

Remember, all entries must be linked back to this post with a pingback or by commenting by Friday at midnight EST. Saturday is the vote and Sunday the winner will be featured. The winner is also entered for a place in the spring edition of our magazine.

Photo credit: Abakum on deviantart / Design credit: Laura A. Lord

Dystopian by Vlad Teodor Petcu

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In the thirteenth age of the Ununseptium nuclear storm,
The vestige of humans lies exposed in primal skins.
Sun is obliterated; his reign in tenebrous eclipse is walled.
Stars are in obscure dungeons enthralled,
While under moon’s ray of noise are called
Liar gods and mortals… now quantum’s decay,
In obscure abyss to be chaotic reborn;
As the particles of endless time grievous phantasms begin to form.
Caverns awake, mouth wide open as coffins,
And, as rapacious kings of old, over the shattered surface
Go rampant and increase all undead life consumption.
Clouds gather in bitter wings of fallen muse’s lace
Bringing, at dawn, the revival of Akasha’s tantalizing miasma.
Rotten redemption lurks in the shadows of the quill thief.

Congratulations to this week’s community favorite, Vlad Teodor Petcu . You can find the original piece on his blog, here.

Be sure to check in Monday for the newest prompt.

Photo Credit: ghib10 on deviant art/ Design Credit: Laura A. Lord

A Wordy Vote #3

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This week’s prompt got us playing around with another poet’s words.

Have you been reading your fellow poets? Well, now’s your chance!

Check them out and vote on your favorite. Voting will last until midnight tonight and the community favorite will be featured on the site tomorrow at 10 am EST.

Thank you for participating and we’ll see you next Monday for a new prompt!

In the meantime, consider submitting to our magazine, which is open and accepting submissions now. Or to our anthology for the theme of Back to Our Roots!

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Wordle Me This #3

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It’s time for a new wordle! This week, I’ve taken words from one of our editor’s books, Depression’s Dance by Hastywords. There is no set amount of words you have to use, and you can use any form of the word listed below (plural, past tense, etc.)

wordle3

Here are you words:

storm
liar
noise
bitter
rampant
thief
lurks
redemption
exposed
consumption
caverns
vestige
revival

To check out Hastyword’s book, click here!

Good luck and have fun!

Remember, all entries must be linked back to this post with a pingback or by commenting by Friday at midnight EST. Saturday is the vote and Sunday the winner will be featured. The winner is also entered for a place in the spring edition of our magazine.