I have never written a piece in prose,
mainly because I fail at imagery and metaphor.
I was stunned by a write that I read today which was done in prose,
and now I can't help but wonder if it's possible for me
to spill onto paper the kind of brilliance that I saw in this write.
For this contest, I want you to bring me into the world of prose.
I'm willing to learn it and write it,
but the only way I can do that is by you teaching me,
so please give me your best.
I was stunned by a write that I read today which was done in prose,
and now I can't help but wonder if it's possible for me
to spill onto paper the kind of brilliance that I saw in this write.
For this contest, I want you to bring me into the world of prose.
I'm willing to learn it and write it,
but the only way I can do that is by you teaching me,
so please give me your best.
Your Prompt: Lies
HMs may be added later.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on November 20
- Rewards: Gold: 800, Silver: 500, Bronze: 300, Honorable mention: 5 people
- Final notes: I want to thank everyone for entering, you did an awesome job. HMs are in no particular order. Congrats to the winner and my best wishes to all
Contest Winners
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Over rotten meatloaf and undercooked chicken, our forks clanked against the mismatched china. There was a glass off wine, gone too fast to• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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Three In The Morning Gathering• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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She brushed the waxen collarbone scars with fingertips.
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We live content. Bellies-full of obesity, while African children are starved
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Charred feathers dance through the air as your arms reach out and enrapture my soul. My heart stops, and we lift off together, flying ever higher until all I can see is the blackness of eternity; stars speckle our vision creaby Scream.U.A.Lullaby 1 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 16 9:20 PM• Commented on by judge.
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Porcelain ware clinking on bone china plates marring roses burned seared deep into the face. Light tangy flesh melts on a blood red tongue,by Scream.U.A.Lullaby 6 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 16 9:15 PM• Commented on by judge.
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Alcohol usually helps with the imagery and metaphors
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haha true that
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hmm if i have time i'll enter
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Is there
Is there any word limit? -
No word or line limit....I don't want to restrict your talent
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Good answer!
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Wowies! Thanks so much for the gold! It was unexpected!
Congrats to the other winners, too!
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