Writing Collab #13- Ghosts
Autumn always brings dancing death to our doors
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Autumn always brings dancing death to our doors
Welsh rain batters pitter-patter From coast to town to rolling hill
I, the cosmic mind have explored the labyrinths of the sea. I have counted and measured the waves…
No foxes in the moonlight Just screens facing the void
The solution to Brexit is... The Beatles could have been so much better if...
The Rhesus Monkey could teach us humanity
They’re all one in seven billion.
When the fogged fuzz evaporates And dams halt the dry and silent tears. When lost days are returned…
1. Don't open that door, there is a... 2. I've discovered the meaning of life, it is... 3.…
Oh ye that build houses of mud, clay, or bricks
Lapping listlessly against the sad frown of the bay
Beneath the waters is where I would go if I wanted to escape mankind.
The warning bell sounds. The last day for humankind on earth is finally here. I suddenly shocked myself…
My life has become an algorithm. A predictable spreadsheet of formulaic transactions that signify nothing. I code and…
We bury our friends even though they may not be dead.
Not in sleep, but in the moments and hours between; I waste valuable seconds, minutes, and months on…
Outside pack rear. Favourite place. Whistle blows. Black jammer takes lead. Double pip, the pack moves on.
Today’s challenge comes from my wife, Chrissie, and it’s a bit different to the other prompts I’ve had…She’s…
