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    Nostalgia in a Digital World | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: Imagine a world where technology no longer exists. Write a piece describing how society has adapted and the impact it has on individuals’ lives. Nostalgia in a Digital World. Rounded necks and tamed spirits, Losing track of all our merits, In a world of devices and tech, We’re always trying to make or break. Reminiscing achingly of times in the past, Before we were exposed to a community vast – When tech was but a dreamy bubble, Economical transformations, our only trouble. When close-knit relations mattered more, Likes, shares, comments; we kept no score. When we listened to the radio and read the daily paper, Walked around the dusk, some…

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    Dancing Dawn | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: Imagine yourself as a ray of sunlight. Write a poem exploring the journey you take as you enter a room and illuminate the space. Dancing Dawn. Squeezing through the windows, a bitsy ray of white, Potent and full of life, sole glimmering beam of light. Invading a room pale dark, attempts to desperately fit in, Unaware of the surrounding dark, that lingers yet within. The blinds honor the path for the illumination it holds, The night gradually turns sullen, awaiting what shall unfold. Sunlight cuddles into the spaces, silently sitting still, Awaiting further visitors who shall lazily refill – And bring into our presence, the spectacle we call “day,” The…

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    Innocence Unleashed | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: (Skyler’s Prompts) What’s an identity you’ve had since childhood? Innocence Unleashed. What was I like as a child – Some days docile, some days wild. Always screaming for what I felt was right, Tiny girl in pigtails, always shining bright. Could write through the noon, and read through the night, Some days she’d growl – but don’t worry, she didn’t bite. Would cry for tubs of ice cream, freezing and cold, Always lacked patience, couldn’t wait to grow old. A two-foot long kid, thinking she could scare, Everyone around her, with the fierceness of her stare. Dancing through the halls, she’d sing a little song, And push through academics, with…

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    Book Quotes,  Books

    Book Quotes | The Practice of Groundedness by Brad Stulberg

    Welcome to Readably Yours – where we talk about all things books, coffee and life-musings! Today, I am excited to share some insightful book quotes from my latest read “The Practice of Groundedness” that are sure to resonate with readers seeking a more fulfilled and balanced life. In this book, written by Brad Stulberg and published by Penguin Random House the author guides us towards a path of self-awareness and resilience, and also signifies the importance of establishing meaningful connections with both ourselves and the things we care about. As a book blogger, I have highlighted and annotated these tiny lessons throughout my reading journey over the past month. Despite…

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    Joyful Reflections | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: (Skyler’s Prompts) Write a poem about something you love. Joyful Reflections. A train of thought passes, the mind goes wild, Wondering about moments that ever made me smile, And what about the world are the things that we love – Driving through the mountains, watching the world from above, Sitting by the sea, engrossed into a read, Watching birdies fly, soaring high and free, Walking into a cafe, the smell of croissants and buns, Curled by the window, embracing all the sun, Writing into my planner and checking off my to-do, Flowers, coffee and music; the ultimate aesthetic view, The fragrance of new pages, in the books I recently bought,…

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    Neglected Moments: The Things We Ignore | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: (Skyler’s Prompts) Write a poem about the things we ignore. Neglected Moments: The Things We Ignore. Wildflowers floating.Softness of the waves crashing.The wind quietly stroking your skin.Sticky notes abandoned on the wall.The soothing imprint of pastel colors.Leaves sprouting in your baby plant.The echo of hunger rumbling in the belly.The fluidity of ink running through pearly pages.Voices in the vicinity that we’ve learnt to deafen out.A platonic friendship that has outstepped the turmoil of time.The struggles of a parent who loses track of their life, inch by inch. Read my previous NaPoWriMo Poems here: Until next time, Ri @ Readably Yours

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    Breaking The Chains of Sacrifice | Daily Poetry

    In the past, simply missing one day of a challenge would often demotivate me to the point of giving up. However, this year of 2024, I’ve chosen to embrace imperfection. Which means, I will constantly remind myself (through actions) that a single missed event won’t determine my overall success. So, I’m pushing forward in the NaPoWriMo challenge, knowing that I have the opportunity to make up for Day 6 at a later point in time. Just a tiny note to self 🙂 Prompt:  Write a poem about personal sacrifices and the complex emotions that come with making them. In this tiny world, where ideas constantly evolve and bloom, We puny little…

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    Yearning for Home | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: (Using Skyler’s National Poetry Month Prompts) – What did you do last night? Don’t tell us, show us. A gentle tap on the phone, the clock screams 7:02 pm on the screen. My supervisor talks incessantly, I’m ignorant but I nod and feign. Silently thinking of home, where I desperately wish to retreat, Where I’ll step into my pee-jays, comfort food I’ll eventually eat. The numbness in my leg grows, reminds me I’m still here, Why are people still talking to me, I can’t fathom and think any clear. Maybe it’s the nostalgia of April, the month of poetry and summer, The daily urge to return home sooner, is turning…

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    Embracing Courage | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: Write a poem in which you take your title or some language/ideas from The Strangest Things in the World.  The Greatest Mistake I Ever Made… Was rushing through life, with happiness delayed. Presuming that no matter how hard I tried, My dreams and reality wouldn’t collide. The unsettling emotion of never being in control, Broken parts of humanness, but never feeling whole. I lived such, before I found the biggest secret to life, Simple mustering up of courage, jumping in to dive… Into a wider cosmos that values more than wealth, Consciously choosing soulful, deeper avenues for yourself. Desert the chains of restraint, the world can handle the burden, Of your…

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    Escaping The Digital World | Daily Poetry

    Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a surreal prose poem. Aren’t you exhausted of the digital world, where we’re constantly digging into our tablets, always ending up furled? I once tried to escape this cycle of disgust, of my eyes cemented to a void, literally drying into dust. The couch pulled me deeper in, as I settled by the window – the sound of kids running, mumbling gibberish lingo. Looking out, I felt a strange comfort across my face with that fresh whiff of breeze, wandering at its subtle pace. Was I feeling okay, I couldn’t comprehend if I was new to this space. My lungs felt…