Author: grexxen
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Haiku – The Sea
Feeling the salty breezy upon my face, burrowing my toes into the volcanic black sand of the mesoamerican pacific, resolving the heat with a fruity cocktail, there was nothing else but to wonder. A Haiku (japanese: 俳句) is considered the shortest verse form, consisting of three word groups of 5…
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An Origin of the Chinese Zodiac Signs Poem
Every Lunar New Year the Zodiac sign changes from one animal to the next within a twelve year cycle. 2019 had been blessed by the Pig, while 2020 is annointed to be the Year of the Rat. The Rat is the first animal in the cycle, followed by the Ox,…
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Christmas Story III
As Christmas approaches with fast steps, this short story is evolving in 24 days, where each day a partly random sentence will be added.
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A Waiting Poem
The picture challenged the reader to create a poem with as many of those words as possible. I started to write this poem within 10 minutes using the following, handpicked words
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A Streamline Monologue
I had been challenged by the incredible poet and artist Adriana to write a story about a river flowing its way down towards the unknown. I’ve decided to create an inner monologue in the perspective of a water molecule within the stream, yet the abstract view can mirror the far…
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A River Poem
A river is something mystical. You can follow it, you can try to stop it, but you will never understand it’s song until you start to listen with your heart. River by Gregor Always forward run river, river run! Under sun and moon, moon and sun. I cannot see from…
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Another Christmas Story
As Christmas approaches with fast steps, this short story is evolving in 24 days, where each day a partly random sentence will be added
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A Volcanic Slumber
A frame of glass filled with fluid and sand One spin, same-same but different Creating pictures in wondrous ways. So, let me share my frame from one of these days Feel free to comment on what do you see I can’t wait for you to discuss with me. I present…
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A Walk in the Jungle
After an unknown while of silent thoughts, I finally stand up and start walking. Looking around I became aware that I am in a jungle. But not the infamous wilds and endless forests I used to see on trips to the exotic. No, this was a modern jungle, a business…
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A Two-Sided Poem
Sometimes a happy story hides a sad tone, and a sad story reveals to have something good inside depending on the perspective one is looking at the situation. This poem contains two stories, one of a love that was doomed to fail (top to bottom), the other of a chance…
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