Astonishingly, an abecedarian endeavour begins,
Boldly crafting verses, creativity within.
Dancing through letters, a poetic ballet,
Eagerly exploring, finding our own way.
Flourishing phrases, gracefully unfold,
Gleaming words shimmer, tales to be told.
Harmonizing consonants, a symphony of sound,
Intricate patterns, in language we're bound.
Journeying through the alphabet, line by line,
Keenly crafting stanzas, intertwining design.
Lingering on verses, moments to savoir,
Marvelling at the language, our artistic flavour.
Navigating through the lexicon's vast sea,
Odes to imagination, let our spirits be free.
Poetically arranging, a literary dance,
Quest for expression, taking a chance.
Radiant words, like stars in the night,
Shaping emotions, weaving them tight.
Transcending boundaries, language as art,
Unveiling narratives, straight from the heart.
Vividly painting, with the ink of the pen,
Waltzing through letters, again and again.
Xanadu of language, where dreams take flight,
Yearning for beauty, in each word's light.
Zealous poets, in this challenge embrace
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Confessions of an Empath
The birds are chirping, and the sun is shining in a cloudless July sky. The vibrancy promises a beautiful day, but the cooing of the Mourning Dove perched on the powerlines seems to be more fitting than the lively songs of the robin flitting through the trees. The melancholic calls of the dove cloak the world in a sadness that hangs like tattered drapes.
By Alyssa Nicole4 days ago in Confessions
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Loved this. Yours has the rhyme, and the self-awareness too! Some great lines in this like "navigating through the lexicon's vast sea".