Two friends with time to fill Together always and still alive They’ll meet again on the hill Coffee dates and gossip to spill Brunches, prosecco, and laughter Two friends with time to fill Even when one turned to a pill They supported each other They’ll meet again on the hill They planned for forever until… Continue reading They’ll meet again on the hill by Lauren J. Shine
Photo by Gugulethu Ndlalani on Pexels.com [Image description: Two black men in tweed flat caps hide behind brick pillars. One is closer to the camera, looking directly at it. You can only see half his face from behind the pillar, but he has no expression. The other is blurred in the background behind him, poking… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #77
It isn’t all rhyming and sonnets. Fin. But seriously, there’s this perception kicking about that poetry is super dull, cryptic, stuffed with elite vocabulary, and requires at least one ‘O’ or ‘thou’ to count as a proper poem. This is certainly what I thought I’d be writing when I got to uni, after having had… Continue reading Things I wish I’d known when I started Writing Poetry | Guest Article by Summer Young
to Alexandra On a night far away from yoursI’m under an ancient chestnut treepink feathers are mirrored on the sunset riverand the slow flow is bathing the Flamingo At this time you’re combing your haircraving for my handsputting some Moon and make up onto lie in bed and make love with my smell In the… Continue reading At 3am by Serena Piccoli
‘Lonely’ [Definition: sad because one has no friends or company.] Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a whole new narrative or idea, challenge yourself… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #76
"Look at the clouds." "Clouds, really?" "Yes, there they are." "Sure." "Why can't you trust me?" The woman asked, anxiously. "I trust you." "You never like anything that I like," said the woman, bitterly. The man raised his brows and stood up heavily. Without uttering anything, he strode straight to the window where the woman… Continue reading The Curtain and The Clouds by Divyank Jain
Today we lost each other,found silhouettes at sunset and rememberedwe don’t know how to smile.And you’ll smoke every Friday, with a brunette boundto your eyes, but still remember mein coffee rings and autumn sun. I’ll hurt for longer than I need,cling to wildflowers until salt soaks my cheeks.I’ll find a body to hold me,kiss me… Continue reading One week crying and four months later by Becca Harrington
"Same old shit, just another day" - nhs, slowthai Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a whole new narrative or idea, challenge yourself and… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #75
Joss’s phone rings. The notification glows 'Fleur', which surprises him. The vibrations rock into his hand and he taps the green circle to answer. “Hey,” he says. He can hear her breath first, deep and slow. Then there’s the low rush of the night; cars pass, electricity hums. Her voice shakes. “Something’s happened, can you… Continue reading Bad Decisions, pt. 1 by Emily Simpson
"So don't freak out, we're only twenty something" - Twenty Something, Nightly Every week, Forever Endeavour is here to give you a word, picture or song lyric to ignite your imagination and get you writing your next piece. Whether it propels you back to a vivid memory or sparks a whole new narrative or idea,… Continue reading Weekly Writing Prompt #74
