This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

Cover image for post Mind Games 3, by Mel

Mel

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Mind Games 3

Our love

founded on

dissimulation and hypocrisy

is drowning in a room

of empty bottles

I sugar coat your lies

force them down

along with my sorrows

I turn a blind eye

when you come home

smelling of rum

and bathed in the scent

of another woman

I hold onto your

empty promises

as you wrap your arms

around me

We hold our own

Both playing our part

in this masquerade

(Revision of Mind Games by @ruffmiriam)

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This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

sandflea68

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Mind Games Two - Kiss of Death (collaboration and revised version of @ruffmiriam ’s poem, Mind Games)

I shovel your love in grave at my feet,

hiding behind your bedroom eyes,

sewer seeking lowest level in lies.

I hang by my neck from a rope,

swinging toward you, then swing back,

always yearning for your visits late

at night, when you smell of sex.

Tossing my insides out, leaving

my mind in utter disarray as I moan

please stay, please go, show me mercy,

revisiting same old crippled highway.

Love me in your heat, defend me

from your cheat, mangy dog in heat,

ferry me to heaven – endless delusion

until great divide – kiss of death.

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This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

chainedinshadow

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Listen to Me!

Listen to me!

Why can't you grasp it

That sometimes I need someone

To listen to me too, and I've heard

You speaking everyday for months, maybe

Even years, and I just need someone to

Listen to me the same way I listened

to you. And I figured you would

Be the best one to do that so...

Could you try and listen

To me for a change?

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This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

ruffmiriam

141 reads

Mind Games

Why do I care so deeply for you?

All you've ever brought me

Is heartbreak and pain

I've waited night after night

For you to come home

To hold me, kiss me

Tell me I'm the one

Only to smell someone else's

Perfume on your clothes and

In your sweat

I've sworn more times than

I care to count

That I am done

Only to have you

Pull me towards you

Showering me with kisses

And caresses

And my body melting into

The promise of yours

What is love

That makes us so blind

To ourselves

#collaboration #poetry #challenge

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This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

daniellandrea

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Collab Challenge Revision

Mutilate and enhance at will. (feel free to change up to 90% of the text and add more. Open to all.)

Henrietta fondled Hilda's ear lovingly.

Hilda let out a carefree squeal,

startling herself to all-fours.

Suddenly, our gazes met,

and she began to crawl toward me.

Original (by @EstherFlowers1):

Henrietta fondled Hilda's ear lovingly.

Hilda let out an appreciative fart,

startling herself to all-fours.

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This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

Mavia

143 reads

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This is an invitation to KellBell. I've started below, and hope you'll revise, amend and extend. Please feel free to tag someone to wrap up the end. Maybe Scaredy would be willing to put a title in?

I will post the work here when we've finished.

: ) Mavia

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This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

writteninink

94 reads

Hurricane

She was a storm of sorts

A tornado really

Destroying everything she touched

Never on purpose

It was just in her nature

He came along

Out of the blue

Swept up into her wind

Into this beautiful chaos

And sure there's other girls

Ones with no fierce winds

To scare away the fearful

But he'd rather be trapped

In the eye of her storm

Because without it

He would never be blessed

With the beauty of her light

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This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)

BookofFeathers

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Music

(open to revision by anyone)

Music makes life worth living

Music can do amazing things to us

Music has a soul that can bond with yours

Music can make you smile

Music can make you cry

Music can make you silent in awe

Music makes memories

Music is something no one can take away from you

Music can give the empty one's souls

There is no life without music and there is no music without life

There is no one without the other

Life is hard and cold

Music is escape and the fire of one’s soul

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