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Welcome to the Flexwriters Online, a new online writing experience. Many often ask the question “What is a Flexwriter?” Well there is actually a writing instrument called a Flex Writer and like that instrument the flexwriting individual is a writer of range and flexibility in the written word. He/she is a person who exerts great passion in the art of expression; a person not only willing, but striving to extend the limits of their literary knowledge and talent as a choreographer of the written language. Flexwriters was a group originated on MySpace and over time have expanded as a unique foundation of diverse and talented writers unifying in support and the understanding of common passions and in that an acceptance of differences.
Flexwriters Online is an extension of this unification between literary artists. And will serve as a connection between writers and publishers and will perform as a canvas for all writers to express their written voice. We embrace all genres and celebrate as a whole the many definitions of today’s writers and poets. To advertise, submit poems or writing or inform us about writing contests and publishing opportunities email us: tarringo@flexwritersonline.net
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MANIFEST DESTINY: Destiny Is Not A Matter Of Chance, It Is A Matter Of Choice!
The wind blew cold And the leaves began to pack their bags away. The ground with its spongy feel of ice Kept all the rats and mice at bay.
The magik fairy, With his rubber boots and dress Kept the “hounds of baskerville” From creating another, shitty mess.
The cabin created a look of empty darkness As the pumpkin heads began to fall. It looked confusing, abandoned, As if no one was ever home at all.
Deep inside you could hear the pleasant of a healing whisper As the elf woke up And began his attempted movement With “the feeble” of a crawl.
Bilbo sat in his repeated, cornered perch And peered upon the childlike elf. Remembering, Twenty-five years ago, He was peering at himself.
The sweats would come, The slime from deep within, The screaming pain from moving marrow, But, the fucking demon would not win.
The manik, magik fairy, The watcher, The guardian the gate With the help of earth mothers magik Will protect the purity and innocence of the elf And prevent the filling up of the demons Full of empty plate.
With hope and faith Healing time for all the lonely, frightened elves Will never come too late.
I finally mustered up enough nerve in MY urge not toO swerve when it came toO asking YOU out. And now without a requiem for a dream staring YOU, staring ME and right now no more prerequisites oOf MY Siz-Zoul not toO mention the self doubt I use toO hold. But now laid at YOUR foot steps iz MY hesitations and at the King Fish Café made were reservations. As I sat opposite oOf MY future QUEEN. I listened as YOU verbally and visually glistened…….. Right then and there I realized............ That it was .......... I.......... That was missing……….theL-U-V that is…….. Then unexpec-TEDDly YOU asked and said…….. Tedd what exactly doO YOU want from ME?…… I paused from the unexpec-TEDD and in this space, in this time was MYspace to define in MY life and what I had neglected. As if this was MYEaster and theL-U-V was the one being resurrected. SoO from ME the truth was given. I said honestly all I want iz toO L-U-V YOU, L-U-V toO know YOU, toO know all oOf YOU, YOUR inn’s, YOUR outs, YOUR doO’s, YOUR don’ts, YOUR wills, YOUR won’ts, YOUR L-U-Vs, YOUR hates, YOUR intermediates ,YOUR turn ons, YOUR turn offs, all oOf YOUR favorites and it’s MY goal, MY wish, MY prayer, MY divine mission, MY purpose, MY dream, MY forever endeavor for theL-U-V toO be at the very tippy top oOf that list. Basically all I want Iz ALL oOf U…;-)~ This is dedicated toO someone very special and yes YOU know who SHE iz cause it’s YOU....;-)~ I have toO tell YOU about theL-U-V Jones Pt/toO coming to a theater near YOU so keep the 20/20 exactly that and cotton swap the ears cause the soundtrack will feature the Classical Neo Siz-Zoul oOf YOURs truly last but not the least I’m for sale doO YOU hear ME ? Do YOU hear ME? Well doO YOU?????? Thanks4the add toO everyone that iz just now becoming MY friend thanks hope to hear from YOU and don‘t forget toO sign MY GuestBook....;-)~ Another theL-U-V Original ..;-)~
"Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life." -- Wrong. "What inspires poetry is all that is worth remembering in life." You can quote me on that. Grim Trixter.
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