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John Elliott ✓

1.6K followers
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Communities: Poetry Community Litterateur and poetry Poetry Community
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[image] #vss365 We fear darkness, and the clatter of jagged teeth. No monster under the bed, the closet is empty. You were born in the belly of the beast. Scream. #unabashed We're screaming, too. #horrorprompt
Poetry Community — 2.3K 1.5x 64 Jul 13
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[text] When I was a boy I chased a rainbow. During the war I wandered the desert. On my deathbed I saw the future. I smiled, crawling into the mirage. #horrorprompt #mirage
Litterateur and poetry — 1.3K 0.9x 25 Jul 18
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[image] #vss365 #patient Are you patient? Can you sit alone, every nerve ending anticipating touch? Have you watched others eat until every bite was gone while your stomach growled? Have you paced the floor, holding back tears, felt the adrenaline rush hoping the medicine took
Poetry Community — 1.3K 0.8x 37 Jul 15
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[image] #vss365 Margaret tossed the broken crucifix into the trash bin. She pushed past her sister took a seat at the table. She didn't want him to ask her. Tried not to say yes. But, they danced. He held her in his arms. Careful as a new mother holding a baby. He swayed with her
Poetry Community — 404 0.3x 42 Jul 28
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[image] #vss365 #summit I watched him step by step all the way to the summit. He looked around, dropped his head with a sigh. He sat looking down, drinking his coffee.
Poetry Community — 319 0.2x 38 Jul 27
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[text] #vss365 She never said my name, not like everyone else. She never said many things like anyone else, really. There was a #cadence to it. It wasn't musical. It was hers.
Poetry Community — 251 0.2x 37 Jul 26
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[image] #vss365 #horrorprompt She asked if I wanted to watch #shadows dance. I leaned back in my chair as if I had options to consider. We went to a hotel where the windows seemed larger than the walls. She stuffed my hands with pennies and told me to slide them between the door and
Poetry Community — 247 0.2x 15 Aug 5
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[image] #Vss365 My Amanda, I planted Marigolds this summer. Some orange, though I did try to get only yellow ones. Water drops bead the petals, just like the ones in your paintings. I painted the hallway dark pewter. Oh, and I found the jar of buttons. You were right I had moved them
Poetry Community — 204 0.1x 20 Sep 4
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[image] #vss365 You paced the floor I managed to stay in my chair. You had a lot to say as you wore down the carpet. When the car arrived I swallowed the last bit of Gin in the bottle. You dropped my suitcase and spilled a few of your things. Felt wrong to offer to help. Felt wrong
Poetry Community — 200 0.1x 18 Jul 31
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[image] #vss365 John carried an umbrella in case it got #stormy. John kept a worry stone in his pocket for when he had a lot on his mind. John laughed when he was scared. John took a deep breath and faked a sneeze when he was about to cry. John kept a stress ball. It was worn and
Poetry Community — 195 0.1x 15 Sep 21
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[image] #horrorprompt Escape is just a kiss away. Let me wrap myself into you. Exist here with me, only with me. Escape is just a pinch away. Take a deep breath, hold it for me. Just a pinch. #escape
Poetry Community — 143 0.1x 16 Aug 7
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[image] #vss365 Jennifer moved to Alaska when she turned twenty-five. Her humble little home was secluded enough to feel lonely even though she could see town from her kitchen window. William finally came to visit while on a short leave. Outside the house was just as white as the snow
Poetry Community — 141 0.1x 15 Sep 15
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[text] #vss365 We submit to you our deeds. We #toil for nothing most days. We submit to you our ideas. We create to the point of saturation. We submit to you our dreams. We watch the simple become unobtainable. We submit to you our hope. We stand at hell's gate, eager to learn our
Poetry Community — 134 0.1x 18 Aug 10
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[image] #vss365 Jim opened the door and was met with the scent of Vanilla Gold pipe tobacco. He took a deep breath and looked around the room. Holly followed him further inside, with the sleeve of her blouse pressed against her nose. Jim traced a line through the dust on the table.
Poetry Community — 89 0.1x 13 Sep 30
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[image] Ted stood staring at the mirror. He stopped admiring his new suit and haircut a good five minutes ago. Ted isn't searching for a stay hair, or bit of lint. Ted, is frozen. He still sees everything that's there in the mirror. Still sees everything that isn't. A #mélange of the
Poetry Community — 35 0.0x 12 Sep 10