DAILY PROMPT
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt
Goya
Her face is a mask
painted on
with a shaking hand
her heart pumps wine, not blood
the years
have not been kind
to her.
Bitter and mean
youth has left her
a graceless cadaver.
She coughs and she hacks
a cigarette in her hand
she’s used up and spent
twisted and bent
waiting for life
to knock on her door
again.
Describe Yourself In Three Fictional Characters:
:::And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming:::
Photo: A.M. Moscoso
We considered behaving, but it’s against our nature.
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There’s nothing certain in a man’s life except this: That he must lose it.
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The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited.
― Stephen King, Bag of Bones
Discover Challenge
Choose a moment and capture it in the medium of your choice.
Photo A.M. Moscoso
This morning- there was a little bite to the air, it was dark and October will be here soon.
I wish it were now.
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This morning I saw the slow murder of Pioneer Square- she is slowly being crushed to death by glass and cranes and steel.
I wish that were not happening now.
Or ever.
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I wonder where this stone came from, is it art?
I wonder about that now.
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I wonder what will happen to the rest of Pioneer Square- now.
Photo A.M Moscoso
TAKEN 9-21-16
PIONEER SQUARE
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
and
MOUNTLAKE TERRACE, WASHINGTON
USA