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Awakening

Awakening poem; Copyright © 2013 www.mightwar.com
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SO TELL ME: What do you think of this piece?

  • Did it engage you?
  • Does the meaning come across? Are there any images or lines you don’t understand or find unclear?
  • Are there obvious errors in spelling, punctuation or grammar?
  • Do you have any suggestions for revision?

Please be brutally honest in your assessments – good, bad or indifferent.
I don’t scare easily; and I really do want to hear what YOU have to say about my work.

Many thanks in advance for your time and your criticism.
 
 

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AUTHOR: I am might war. I have a love of music, the written word, travel, Anime, polar bears, people and “sticking and colouring”.

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Shadow

"Shadow" poem
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SO TELL ME: What do you think of this piece?

  • Did it engage you?
  • Does the meaning come across? Are there any images or lines you don’t understand or find unclear?
  • Are there obvious errors in spelling, punctuation or grammar?
  • Do you have any suggestions for revision?

Please be brutally honest in your assessments – good, bad or indifferent.
I don’t scare easily; and I really do want to hear what YOU have to say about my work.

Many thanks in advance for your time and your criticism.
 
 

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If you liked this post, I mean really liked this post, why not tell your friends? You could also subscribe while you’re at it. You know, so you don’t miss anything.

AUTHOR: I am might war. I have a love of music, the written word, travel, Anime, polar bears, people and “sticking and colouring”.

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Opening Chapter to My Autobiography

To aid me in learning the art of blogging, I have been exploring some of the writing challenges that WordPress offers. The Daily Prompts in particular have stirred the imaginative juices, but I’ve had to be realistic about how frequently I can write because I never know what state my body will be in on a daily basis. Instead, I have decided to have a go at some of them anyway and then post them on the site to get feedback about the work I produce. After all, there are a plethora of people out there who have been blogging for longer and I hope to use the thoughts, comments and feedback to help me develop my skills in this area.

And so without further ado, I present my first attempt. This is the Opening Chapter to My Autobiography.
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The Invalid’s Answering Machine

Hello, you are through to might war’s answering machine. Please leave your name and a short message after the tone and I will get back to you as soon as I can.

         But before you do so, please note that it is very likely that I shall be hearing this message several days after it has been left. Narcotic fogs cloud the passage of time and I am unable to determine good days and bad days until I am in one.

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Nightmare Scenario

Sometimes the words come a-spilling:
tripping over themselves as they
empty out of my mouth.
And it is imperative that I
voice them:
else I would choke
and my thoughts, my curses my insecurities all,
they would drown me.
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The Noise of Suffocating Goldfish

I am looking for a place to fall down:
an uncluttered, un-impacted space,
unpressured and expansive.
A place to lay my limbs that I may unease the tension
and gradually stretching out, feel myself growing into the
space around me.
And even at my greatest extent, meet only the confines of a room –
with no questions, concerns, responsibilities or struggles.
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