Two compete for one
The grand price is also the judge
Reactive combat
~~~~*by
_______________Bolt⚡
Bolt ⚡ aka Bill, a bizarre bisexual bipolar alliterative epileptic sexy odd ♒ Aquarian Taco Bell Futurist ~ Author of humor, poetry, history, sci fi, & horror.
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Good work and a good definition of this word.
5/7/25 I keep getting notifications that you have posted something, but then it goes away. OK over there?
Oof, that’s a sharp one! Plot twist: the prize decides neither is worthy and walks off solo.
This is short but sharp.
I am glad I don’t experience this emotion. I did once, though, and it’s quite destructive. You did a good job in this Haiku.
Jealousy....such a *** this poem describes it well.
This was sooooo relatable! I freaking loved it!
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Comments (7)
Good work and a good definition of this word.
5/7/25 I keep getting notifications that you have posted something, but then it goes away. OK over there?
Oof, that’s a sharp one! Plot twist: the prize decides neither is worthy and walks off solo.
This is short but sharp.
I am glad I don’t experience this emotion. I did once, though, and it’s quite destructive. You did a good job in this Haiku.
Jealousy....such a *** this poem describes it well.
This was sooooo relatable! I freaking loved it!