'As wave is driven by wave And each, pursued, pursues the wave ahead, So time flies on and follows, flies, and follows, Always, for ever and new. What was before Is left behind; what never was is now; And every passing moment is renewed.' - Ovid
'I inhale and a zephyr enters my body. The earth tilts its axis, changing my view of the heavens. Two clouds appear in the shape of trumpets. They part and rays of sunlight burst in. The sunlight speaks, 'Seek a new experience.' -Lawren Leo
'If you want to be a good writer, internalize the good writers; absorb them; integrate with their souls; embrace their minds; mingle with their life stories; in short, merge with them, lose yourself in them!' -Mehmet Murat ildan
'Sibling relationships outlast marriages, survive the death of parents, resurface after quarrels that would sink any friendship. They flourish in a thousand incarnations of closeness and distance, warmth, loyalty and distrust.' - Erica E. Goode
▪TODAY'S CHALLENGE▪ Hello out there to all of my fellow wranglers of words!! Hey, it's a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it, right?? Might as well be us! ✍ Speaking of words, yesterday I spent a whole lotta time reading, commenting on, and reposting many of your fine words through both of my accounts. As it turned out, a great many of those pieces I perused were quite lengthy. So today shall be known as 'give the old admin a break' day. Thus I'm instituting a short piece challenge. There will be no pardons, no exceptions, and hopefully not a gosh darned thing in your captions! Ahem.
●WHAT TO DO: ▪Write a short piece of NO MORE than 10 lines. Less is fine, more is NOT. ▪Use one or more of the words listed below in your piece. Google definitions. ▪Absolutely no plagiarized work. ▪Gotta be English. Apologies for my linguistic limitations. ▪Don't be postin' nuthin' your mother would wash your mouth out with soap for. In other words, no foul, obscene, suggestive, or inappropriate words or images. ▪One submission per person please. ▪May take several days for me to see your submission. ▪Optional but recommended: Support your fellow participants by reading, reposting, and/or commenting on their submissions.
●WORD CHOICE OPTIONS: Use at least one of the following words in your piece. Feel free to use more than one. Be sure to Google the definition for proper use and understanding. -charisma -rhapsody -elegiac -sonorous -inamorata -saudade -paradigm -duplicitous -compendium -diatribe -sojourn -malady -lovelorn -penumbra -multitudinous
●DURATION: This challenge ends 24 hours from the time of posting, or when it says '1d' in the upper right hand corner of this post. DO NOT SUBMIT beyond that point please.
A ray of hope, I remember seeing it for the first time. I was a little kid back then; contaminated by the will to win the world. I used to envision a little trail, leading to a globe emitting light. In the beginning of my journey, I really felt like a protagonist straight out of a bestseller. I was marching ahead on an adventure with a victorious music playing in the background, of course I was happy. Life was so smooth back then. I used to destroy the demons in a single swing of my sword. But that didn't last long. It was about time for life to introduce the antagonist. Time. An entity so powerful, its strength is still unmeasurable by me. Time practically did nothing other than witnessing me. It was there all the time, in present. It never ran out of power. The clocks ticked. And I started growing up.
As I grew up, something strange started to happen. That ray of hope began to fade away. Even the mightiest stars flicker, I thought and continued my adventure. But that tick of time continued as well. As a result, here I stand. I stand on the verge of nothingness, finding the meaning of my life. I still swing my sword at the demons, even though it is rusted and cracked. The ray of hope? It has disappeared, bending its knee to the shadow of defeat. That trail? It has collapsed by the fear of unknown.
I don't remember the last time I celebrated. I don't remember the last time I felt joy. I can't recall a night without a worrying thought. Every success feels hollow. Emotions are shallow. And happiness waves goodbye; without even greeting a hello.
I feel a calm tonight, Yesterday it wasn't so. I sit by this sea side, Sniffing the delicious night air, Watching the full tide, the fair moon, The glittering gleams, the vast cliffs, The overwhelming tranquillity of the evening, In all its glory and splendor.
I feel a calm tonight, As I hear the ocean whisper sweet nothings to my underfed ears, Calling, beckoning, I think I hear the waves leap with joy, The endearing sounds nuzzling me, The quavering winds beating light steps, Up...down...slow...fast...in...out.
I feel a calm tonight, As I look into the ocean's eyes, Trusting them to fill my emptiness, Desiring them to ease the unease.
I feel a calm tonight, As I obey the voice, Walking into it's outstretched arms, Retreating into their watery enfolds, Daring the lands to call me back.
I feel this calm tonight But I hear a whisper behind me, A still small voice... The lands dare to call me back, So not today ocean, not today, Today is not the day I drown.