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Moliverio7
I’m a 25 first grade teacher. Married to the love of my life with three beautiful cats!
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Peaceful Poems
Write a poem about anything or or other find peaceful. For example: Rivers/waterfalls, Mountains, Fall, Ocean, Dreams. Just anything you would enjoy sitting by a fire and reading. I might put something as well just for fun. Please tag me :)
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Moliverio7
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Resting gently on a swing

Examing each detail written

All worry exiting

Drifting into a comfortable postion

My mind carried into that far off place

Obligations fleeing

Relying on the sun's embrace

Exiting my life into a new being

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Challenge
Twelve
Use this word as a theme for your story or poem. No swearing or blasphemy.
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Moliverio7
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Steps

One

Lonely girl

Two

He finds her

Three

He takes her in

Four

He says he'll never leave

Five

He holds her so close

Six

He knocks down her walls

Seven

He shows his true self

Eight

He calls her names

Nine

He pushes her away

Ten

He hurts her

Eleven

He leaves her

Twelve

Lonely girl again

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Challenge
Social Anxiety
I know most of you have seen my social anxiety poem so for all of you that relate write a poem about how having social anxiety, how it makes you feel, the damage it does to you, and how you act in social situations.
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Moliverio7
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Social Anxiety

I look around

"Keep your head to the ground."

I keep my head raised

Trying to be unfazed

"They're all staring at you."

I know it's untrue

"They're all laughing."

At this point it's attacking

My heart pounds from stress

"You need to get out of this mess."

I am frozen in place

"At least hide your ugly face."

My face feels hot

But I can't leave the spot

"You don't belong in society."

This is my Social Anxiety

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Are puns funny
Dear Prosers, Proseters, Proserittos, , Prosetts, and ProZers (@whitewolfe32). recently I stumbled into a minor altercation on the question of puns. are they truly funny or not. I would like to get this age old debate sorted out. let's not let the historic opportunity slip from our grasp!
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Moliverio7
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Puns

I love puns! I love the simplicity of the the word play. I especially love puns when they are paired with visuals. For example, I love you from my head to-ma-toes, with a picture of a cute tomato! Now, do I think they are the funniest thing ever? Honestly, no. I think the reaction it elicits from others is the funny part. When told a pun, people usually react with a sigh and a slight giggle which is the funny part. But puns in and of themselves are not very funny.

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Moliverio7
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I Wish

I wish I could turn back time

I can't

I wish I could bring him back

I can't

I wish I could say everything will be okay

I can't

I wish I could take away the pain

I can't

I wish I could heal you heart with words

I can't

I wish I could hold it together for you

I can't

I wish I wasn't ready to break

I am

I wish I was stronger

I am not

I wish I wasn't there that night

I was

I miss your dad too

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Challenge
Tell a story inspired by the word, "Close".
Since the word has more than one meaning, take it as you wish. Only fifty words, no swearing or blasphemy. Don't tag me, I'll read all your entries <3
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Moliverio7 in Nonfiction
28 reads

Her.

I heard the door slam close.

He did it.

He left.

My heart raced. My head spun. We were okay a few days ago.

He was a liar.

He was a cheater.

Someone messaged me about her. I confronted him. I made him choose: me or her.

He chose her.

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Challenge
why do you stay alive?
please tag me :)
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Moliverio7
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Everyone But Me

Students.

They depend on me to teach them what they need to know.

They depend on me to identify when they need help with anything.

They don't understand how mentally exhausted I am becoming.

Friends.

They look to me for council.

They look to me for a shoulder to cry on.

They don't ask me how I am doing.

Family.

They say I am the rock.

They say I hold it all together.

They don't see the small cracks beginning to form.

Me.

My fire for life has began to burn dim.

I can think of no reason for myself.

I live for other people.

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Challenge
Share with the class!
I know it's difficult, declaring your favorite child. Maybe it's not ready, maybe it never will be...in your eyes. But I want to know. I want you to share with us the one thing you've written to date that sparks your soul each time you read it. I know it will be difficult to declare a winner but I will do my best. No rules, if you wrote it and love it the most, share it! Also, read the other entries please and give love to any and ALL that speak to you. Share the love! Now go pick your favorite child...
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Moliverio7
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I’m Doing Great

I lie because there are no true words to describe the feelings in my soul.

No words to describe the tremendous amount of anxiety and fear I hold in my heart.

No words to tell of my over whelming sadness.

No words to explain that these feelings overtook me.

I lie because my face doesn’t match my soul.

I lie because I don’t want to be a burden.

I’m doing great.

*Recently, I have been having the worst anxiety, and writing about it and acknowleging that it is there helps immensley. Everytime I look at this short piece, it helps calm me a little bit.*

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Challenge
Challenge of the Week CCXXIII
Your quarantine Valentine's Day fantasy.
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Moliverio7
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Pizza and Brownies

"What do you want to do for Valentine's Day?"

He asked me five years ago today.

"Pizza and brownies."

I said, watching some mounties.

And thus our tradition was on its way!

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Invented Form - The Tripenta
The rules are simple: write a "Tripenta". A tripenta is an invented formal verse poetry style that I came up with. It can be anywhere from 3-33 lines, but each line must be an iambic trimeter, up until the last line, which is an iambic pentameter. Ideally, the trimeter will have an odd number of lines. Every line must rhyme the same, but slant rhymes are acceptable. A tripenta will also have a rhyming title, but the writer can chose to do that or not. It can be in stanzaic or stichic; it's also up to you. Whichever poem gets the most likes is the winner. Here is an example of the tripenta: "49 Degrees" On mornings such as these, / with wrens among the trees, / condensing breath will greet / the air surrounding me. / And then the neighbors see / the cold and swaying breeze / that pushes birds to fly along with ease.
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Moliverio7 in Poetry & Free Verse
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Beautifully Anxious

Her smile shines so bright

Hiding the fear and fright

She acts like things are right

Beautifully anxious comes to light

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