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Living life on your own terms
To age is inevitable, but what do want to our own old age to look like? It can be entirely imaginary or genuinely how you think you should end up being.
ChelsaLa
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Aging

Aging is fun. Right now is the best time of my life. Age if needed

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Challenge
Courtship (150 words or less)
Anything goes; poetry or prose, fiction or non-fiction, dirty or innocent. If you've never been on a prospective mate-getting venture don't fret, just imagine! ... Or start writing about a sailing magistrate instead...
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Danceinsilence
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Courtship In The 21st Century

Dating sites. Dating Apps. Pick up lines. Facebook (Meta). Instagram. Tic-Toc. Literally thousands of places to find the love of your life.

Write a paragraph or two about yourself in hopes of snaring the person you've waited a lifetime for. I've never bothered with any of that. Face to face physical contact via words and actions are my preference which today would be called outdated I suppose.

I will just plod along with 19th and 20th Century ways. Although,the older I get, the more difficult the odds are of finding a hot and sensual 60-something woman looking to be swept off her feet and taken to paradise like never before.

Nope. Not going to happen. Can't take someone to paradise when even I don't know what the hell paradise looks like these days, yet alone a sensual 60-something woman.

Besides who has the energy to start courting on a ship?

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Challenge
Courtship (150 words or less)
Anything goes; poetry or prose, fiction or non-fiction, dirty or innocent. If you've never been on a prospective mate-getting venture don't fret, just imagine! ... Or start writing about a sailing magistrate instead...
emilyaine
37 reads

First Impressions Count

“Howdy?”, “Hey?”, “Hello?”

Jesus, no, no, no!

Too youthful, too casual, too slow.

Is my hair alright?

Is my top too tight?

Check my teeth. Do my eyes mask fright?

Is the bus running late?

Do you think she’ll hate

My daft laugh and my clumsy gait?

“You I’m here to see?”

Christ, she’s talking to me.

Throat dries up, shuffle nervously.

“Will we take this booth?”

“Are you getting food?”

Am I chatting about what I should?

Am I chewing enough?

Or is this too much?

Should my eyes be on hers, further up?

I collapse in bed,

Breathe, pulse in my head.

Lie awake hating everything I said.

“So, how was last night?

Was your date alright?”

My friends crowd around, eyes bright.

Then I strangely find,

That to her I'd been blind.

Did I like her? Who knows? Never mind.

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Trousers
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I Said No

Hey Prosers. I've had a few totty's. So that's the drunken mood I'm in to tell you that I quit my job. I could take a vaccine or leave. Since I left, they've called me twice requesting my return. My old boss said, "No vaccines. Same seniority just as you left. You could just work one day a week. It would benefit both of us."

In the meantime, I've been hired at the local bowling alley bar for Thursday-Saturday. Wow.

Today is my fourth day of training in a field I've known nothing about. The cash register was new.

Keeping up with liquor is not all that hard, but learning how to do it is tough if you are not educated about it.

What I want you as the reader to understand is that I "jumped off a bridge." I had no other job lined up. I was not going to be told to inject myself to get a paycheck.

Tonight, all I had to do was tell a few guys how handsome they were and "boom!" A twenty dollar tip on a few beers.

Bye Bye, you stupid corporations. At no cost will I give up my freedom, including death.

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Challenge
describe a color that does not exist
Use your imagination to name, and describe a new color WITHOUT using any other color or shade in the description. Have fun. Try and remember to tag me, or I won't see all of your creativity. There could be juice in your future. :)
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sandflea68
176 reads

Soul

The outline of my soul

splashed on a canvas

exists only in my imagination

wavelengths of light

in disappearing edges

perceptions of my intensity

undertone and luminosity

extracting meaning

from my world

heat of my body

color of daylight

iridescence of energy.

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sisyphish
26 reads

I might really do it this time.

Why should i see another sun?

what is wrong with me that no one wants to be around me?

why am i even here.

and even when people like me

i spend too much time trying to figure out why.

i Just hate how slowly the moments drip by.

like molasses in Alaska.

even if the plan is “dystopian nightmare”

or “utopian daydream”

I’m losing the sense that any of it is worthwhile.

the socks are stuffed.

I’ve had enough.

just like that time we road tripped

and the dogs slept so peacefully in the backseat

you were so tired yet you got us home safely;

time to lay down to sleep in the passenger side once more.

Take me home.

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KMCassidy
79 reads

Stuck

He collects stamps because that’s the closest he’ll ever get to traveling the world, these little pieces of paper that have crossed oceans and traversed mountains while he’s stuck walking along the same cracked streets, sun to moon. His mother once crossed an ocean to get here, from a place he’ll never see, home to cousins he’ll never meet. Thailand exists only as an idea, a space in his mind where everything tastes of sweet rambutan instead of the salt of his sweat. He was warned, though – they call it the American dream, and everyone knows dreams aren’t real.

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KMCassidy
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Dreaming

The older I get, the more I realize it’s all a great strange dream

Just like Keuorac said

Sometimes I try desperately to read between the lines

Interpret every person, place and thing as a symbol of something larger

Searching for a pattern or direction that will make it all make sense

When the truth may very well be

That there is n o t r u t h a t a l l

No grand plan where the pieces fit together just so

But rather

Life is a great strange dream

Like the one you have after eating street meat

You walk on the ceiling and see your long dead dog

And wonder if the buzzing in your ears is a swarm of jolly bumble bees

or just your alarm clock

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fabulous
23 reads

Desert Mirages (Limerick XVI)

Said the caravanner to his pack,

“If you value your life, don’t fallback.

No monsters out here,

but that’s not my fear -

When you wave at the sand, it waves back.”

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gsng in Poetry & Free Verse
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janky hoes

you awaken me from dreams

with the most beautiful light i have ever seen

then you coax me back to sleep

with the knowing that you will never leave.

you present yourself in times when i am challenged,

at a crossroad or

feeling damaged.

i feel your embrace,

hear your words repeating themselves

until they resonate in me,

that i am good enough and who cares what anyone else thinks,

fuck them janky hoes anyway

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