#writingimpact

Hello, my mind has been sick in 'mind' lately. Sometimes thoughts won't just flow... But thanks to some steemians they helped me fight my way through..to find my muse. Among my beautiful elites Lies a

Hello there, I saw a contest about haiku(haikus about soup) from @vdux, so I decided to post mine on my blog. Brown tasty liquor Haiku soup of mulberry Sents chills to my spine Sensing its bare scent Leaving

What we see when are eyelids consummate Aren't mere phosphenes of light They are echoes in our hearts Probing for a release Echoes of dreams What we see when we lay our lazy bodies Aren't mere phosphenes

I read this poem written by @rensoul17 and I felt my heart reconciling with my muse. The thing is, lately I have been fighting with my muse, struggling to get on with it and it affected the vision behind

They want us to forget How they formed labyrinth on father's back With strokes of rods They want us to forget How mother was ripped off from us to foreign masters With wails of anguish They want us to

This is Innovation at it's peak. A comtemporary alternative to the native firewood tripod stand cooking method wields more and more rapt attention by the day. Bringing in advantages like less carbon emission,

Welcome To The Writing Impact Challenge The purpose of this challenge is two-fold (1) To create a literary piece of beautiful art (2) to write something that evokes a certain feeling, so that your readers

Congratulations To The Winners of the Writer’s Impact Challenge Thanks to all that entered this competition. Many of you are already a success story as a literary artist, which will unfold even more as

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art by Marzena Ablewska-Lech​ --- One Earth Remembering Like a shadow cast out of alignment  I fell out of sequence, for a moment Everything went Silent  Breath went tight within my chest and

Challenge Accepted. Hosted by @rensoul17. Image Source It was a perfect sequence of events that Stephanie found herself in a terrifying situation. She remembered that she was listening to her favorite

Hyperborean The world we live in is a distorted projection,         this moment, naught but a polaroid dream, fires dancing at the edges, ink collapsing in on itself. These streets have melted         bad

I was initially excited as I set out to create an entry for @rensoul17's contest. I enjoy these challenges very much. ...Usually... But lately my mind feels paralysed. Create a literary piece of beautiful

Hello Steemians!!! This is my entry to the writing impact challenge organized by @rensoul. The title is "love at first sight". Thanks so much for your support so far, I do hope you enjoy this

When we walked in realms of serenity Our soul were dire thirsty Of what we held to be invisible Our dreams; they weren't viable We walked in trains of hope Holding unto ropes of dope That was our first

It was a Saturday morning, I woke up with so much strength and smile to explore the new day. I was waiting for my brother to return from the gym, he usually take saturdays for play and rest. But this time

Seldom does a story paint ✨⭐️✨⭐️✨ a picture to completion No masterpiece can conquer the ✨⭐️✨⭐️✨ full body of each season The trees remember languages ✨⭐️✨⭐️✨of simple dandelions Marching, little feet

Looking for serenity I think we all are Longing for tranquility Quite often in a bar Longing for the touch of calmness In the hope of being soothed All we do is touch soft bodies End up aching and confused

Her dreams and vision of an exciting and scenic train journey towards better prospects at the Zululand forestry station came crashing down in a sequence of misfortunes; the fire of hope and joy died like

I whispered in silence To speak in language Which only the wise understood with a clear vision of revealing the hidden truth. I needed a fire to light my candle And give out a smoke of joy to remain focused