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Writer's Cramp: Write a poem or story in 24 hours or less. New Prompt: Write a "The Neuvain" about horses. Using four rhymes: using ten syllables per line, with the rhyme scheme: ABABCCDCD. Maximum 2 stanzas. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Dreams Within Us Horses have always been a part of me. My nights were spent galloping Pegasus. Apollo's steeds made me weak in the knees. I dreamed of owning my Bucephalus. But horses were never on any tests, And so my interest was often suppressed By the teachers who ruled my days in school And the students who mocked what I'd expressed. They jeered and told me that horses weren't cool. So I learned to hide the dreams deep inside, Still soaring the skies aback Pegasus. And no one suspected my daydream rides, But inside me lived my Bucephalus. I grew to adulthood -- bought two horses, Ones I'd envisioned -- which only reinforces That dreams are truly the integral chart, Which plots and plans our inner resources, And charges the goals which live in our heart. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |