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Our affiliate, is restarting their writing prompt program! Please see below for more details. Featuring those who submitted to the previous writing prompt from Live-Love-Write , here are the participants, listed order of submission, along with information on the newest prompt. Please remember to fave this journal to help support your work and the prompt!
To submit to the writing prompt, please remember to put "for the Live-Love-Write writing prompt" in your artist's comments and submit to the Writing Prompt gallery for your feature every week. Entries without this info will be denied. To submit to a past prompt, send us a note with a link to the entry and the prompt information.
All literature and comics in response to the prompt are welcome and encouraged.
Last Week's Writing Prompt
Respond to the following theme:
"Stranger"
Admin's Choice:
kat-eunhyeo
strangeris it stranger not to know yourself
for your skin to pinch at your bones
for your face to change every time you speak?
is it stranger to hear your own name
one picked out of a dozen
and forget that it's yours?
is it stranger to be scared of your own mind
parasites worming through your brain
and eating you alive?
or is it stranger that you're a stranger to yourself?(if you don't know who you are, who will?)
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AnastasiaTarin
Poetry
pointviewi'm the stranger
in a strange land
thinking strange thoughts
over strange peoplethey worship a strange man
who lived in stranger times
strangely came back from death
this son of a strange godthey have strange rules
helping strangers
fearing strangers
hurting strangers
at the same strange timethey have strange places
strange fires and skies
you spend forever strange
it's a strange afterlifebut stranger still
is their strange holy housewhere no matter how strange
all strange sins are forgiven
if you ask strangely enough
if you are strange enough
strange like they arethey think it's strange
i'm not their strangebut i ask
who is stranger
Stranger LoveMomma always told us not to talk to strangers
The men who lumbered out of pits in the earth
there skin darkened with coal
there eyes shining through
like diamonds
She didn't have to tell me
as there loud footsteps echoed
through town
"Eyes to the ground, dear"
She'd whisper when
I tried to glance up
They were like monsters
fromt the deepest depths
That is until I spoke to one
I didn't understand classes
or why some folks
had to dig in the earth
and other only to destroy it
I didn't know that we were rich
and they poor
or why mama's skin was perfect
as a new sheet of paper
and the women's
in town was cracked and
tanned in stories
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StrangersWe meet again, or rather we don't meet.
I see you from across the room and perhaps our eyes meet like they have once or twice before.
I can hear the muffled undertone of conversation about me to the people around you.
I can't really tell whether its good or bad.
All I know is this, that dear, you may be only an acquaintance to my eyes but you're no stranger to my thoughts.
As a matter of fact I'd even be willing to say that you're the sole resident of my heart.
And while I feel as though all of that brings me closer to you.
Closer to knowing you.
I never will.
Because I'm a stranger to my own emotion, too shy to ever actually talk to you.
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strangeris it stranger not to know yourself
for your skin to pinch at your bones
for your face to change every time you speak?
is it stranger to hear your own name
one picked out of a dozen
and forget that it's yours?
is it stranger to be scared of your own mind
parasites worming through your brain
and eating you alive?
or is it stranger that you're a stranger to yourself?(if you don't know who you are, who will?)
The Fire On The HillI am looking for the water my lover lies in,
Cold in the shadow of the evening,
He’s a stranger to me, still I search for him,
Where the animals oft are feeding.He wades there to prove himself devout,
He wades there to prove he is brave,
He wades there all night without coming out,
At mercy of hard teeth, claws and chill waves.His mother camps on yonder hill
Setting white fire to driftwood and breeze,
When the animals see, their hunger stills
And enchanted, they sink to their knees.With hope in his heart, he bares the whole night
With his mother’s help, heedless of warning,
He crawls from the pond upon proving his might
To find a judge's c...
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This month's writing prompt, from February 1st to February 28th is:
Respond to the following theme:
Palpitation
If you have any questions, please feel free to ask on the original writing prompt blog post:
Monthly Writing PromptToday is the day to submit to the prompt! Scroll down to read more. First off, we have some news; LLW has long been well known for our writing prompts, but busy lives often step in the way. We have decided to restructure our writing prompt system and do monthly writing prompt. This gives you more time to write and also more time where your pieces will be featured in our group blog. Please read on for info on our latest writing prompt!:bulletred: Featuring those who submitted to the previous writing prompt from :devLive-Love-Write:, here are the participants, listed order of submission, along with information on the newest prompt. Please r...