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Angel Feathers

Basically anything under 1k or 500 words that's not a Drabble, an Express It in Eight, or a Promptly Poetry. Enjoy

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Jellyfish is 13 on WDC!

Sep 6, 2025 at 5:06pm
In response to "NICE"

Cool story, I like the way you used the prompt, I would like 2 birthdays in one year but not to be twice as old 😅😅

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iKïyå§ama-Happy 25th!

Sep 6, 2025 at 12:27am
In response to "NICE"

Hah! That's an interesting premise indeed.

Not sure about celebrating the birthday's twice in a year though. It's hard enough getting through one alone!
Fun read all around!

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StephBee

Sep 2, 2025 at 6:02pm
In response to "Diamonds in the Hills"

My review is based on professional editing points. It is meant to be honest, encouraging, and respectful in accordance with WDC guidelines.

THE POEM

The poem took a look at the properties of a mountain.

WHAT I LIKED

As the poem began, I could see myself in a helicopter, flying over the mountain, making my assessments. Great way to put the reader in the moment.

STRUCTURE

This is a diamante poem. The rules involve having 7 seven lines, first and last line, just one word which is a noun, 2nd and 6th lines, 2 words which are adjectives, 3rd and 5th lines have 3 words which are verbs, 4th line has 4 words - nouns. Diamantes don't have to play hard by the rules, but they should take the shape of a diamond.

MECHANICS

I did not spot any spelling/punctuation mistakes. Good use of WDC ML to increase the font and make it easier to read on WDC.

DESCRIPTIONS

The words used to describe this mountain really gave the mountain it's own look and personality. The use of the word "aiguille," I found an inspired word choice and I had to look it up for it's meaning.

PARTING THOUGHTS/SUGGESTIONS

The opening sets the stage for what to expect from the poem. The title, "Diamonds in the Hills," can be used for the obvious - the mountain is the diamond, but it's word "aiguille" that really fills out the description and makes the diamond take form and shape. Nice word play and expression. The poem followed the prompt and used one of the following words: mountain, beach, or forest. Good luck in the Bard's Hall Contest.

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WebWitch Love you Aunty.RIP

Aug 13, 2025 at 9:50am
In response to "Raven Snow"

Nice comparison! I am more familiar with Wednesday, but your description of Elsa does have a similar attitude about seeking justice as Wednesday.

Good job!

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Spiritwriter 💟s WDC 🥳

Aug 9, 2025 at 9:17am
In response to "Stalled Train"

A beautiful story and memorial told in a personal experience way. Thanks for sharing this and glad I found this 😁! 🎖️🇺🇸🚂🚉.
I love trains and as a kid thought I'd be a conductor on the Ny subway system.

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StephBee

Aug 5, 2025 at 10:48am
In response to "Liberty"

Thanks for your story for the Bard's Hall July 2025 contest. You did a good job incorporating the photo prompt into your story. There were good emotional elements in the story that tapped into the heartstrings. The story was sweet, inspirational and ended on a hopeful note. Well done!

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Seabreeze

Jul 12, 2025 at 5:31pm
In response to "Liberty"

Excellent story you have written. As I looked at the picture, I could see the inspiration coming. What could be better than having the same birthday as our wonderful country. Truly enjoyed reading it.

Seabreeze

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Lazy Writer est 4/24/2008

Jul 11, 2025 at 3:27pm
In response to "Liberty"

What an absolutely lovely story! I hope Liberty us able to continue her dream of helping other kids find a loving home.

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Joey's Ready for the Fall

Jul 3, 2025 at 11:06am
In response to "Honor"

Excellent and very nicely done, my dear girl!

My father's fathers, first came to America back in 1607, and we have been living and dying for our country ever since. My 8th great-grandfather, John Thomas Clark, gave his all in 1623 in an American Indian attack outside what was Jamestown.

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Cubby ~ Camping again

Jul 3, 2025 at 8:46am
In response to "Honor"

Beautiful!

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July 5, 2025 at 12:50pm

#1092869

Promises of God

Fear not, He says, for I am with you.
How can I be sure of this?
My faith is weak.
I see words on the page, but they fail to resonate.
I lack the confidence and strength to believe
That life will work out, somehow,
Even if it doesn’t end well
Or disaster strikes and I lose everything,
God is with me, there is no need to fear.
This should be inner peace, not based on pleasant circumstances
But rooted in a knowledge of the Lord’s promises
And a childlike belief in them.
Such faith feels at times beyond my reach,
As self-composure so often melts down under pressure.
I pray for stronger faith, a positive outlook and a heart after God’s own.
He is Righteous: I entrust my soul to His Hands.

16 lines, 133 words.
Written for "SCRIPTURE POETRY CONTEST"

Prompt: "Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand." Isaiah 41:10

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July 5, 2025 at 11:59am

#1092865

Willow Dreams

The heart is a willow tree: it lives, breathes, thrives,
Planted by flowing waters of crystal clear truth.
Growing strong in knowledge, trust, faith,
Enlivened by God our Father, who cares for everyone.
When I sleep, I dream I’m sitting under the willow tree,
Counting blessings floating downstream.
I stand up, chasing what I’ve suddenly realized is escaping me
Running along the slippery mud riverbank
Away from the willow, so green and alive.
Frantic, I plunge in where the water seems shallow,
Grabbing ahold of treasures sinking fast.
The truth of the matter almost drowns me:
Blessings are meant to be appreciated, not clung to.
A being in white throws me a lifeline, hauls me ashore,
Walks me back to that thriving willow tree,
Where I once more collapse, relaxing under its dappled shade.
With my feet in the water of crystal clear truth,
I contemplate life’s blessings, awakening to sunrise with newfound wisdom.

18 lines, 154 words.
Written for "Poetry Topic of the Month Contest"

Prompt: “sitting under a willow tree.”
Inspired by Psalm 1.

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