15th January 2026, St Peter Mancroft, Norwich
My life has been a tapestry
Carole King did sing
Can’t say the same of mine
No connecting thread nor continuous line
Always chopping, always changing
A patchwork of a travesty
31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Patchwork
crispina kemp 
You know I am right there with you on this one!
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That’s cos we’re the most interesting people!
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But what a beautiful vibrant patchwork you are 🙌🎨🙌
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Thank you. One very much restricted by that word count!
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It worked perfectly
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Sometimes perfection is the result of compliance
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🙌
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Word-count / style restriction can set you free, eh?
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In many ways and many cases, I do agree. I’ve a tendency to overwrite, so this restriction is excellent discipline for me
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Nor mine, where’s the fun in conforming?
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Exactly. The shapes of my patches are all very different too!
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Hear! Hear! Sister! Who wants neat and tidy, anyway?
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Patchwork’s far more interesting!
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Absolutetly!
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👍💖
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Beautifully written Crispina
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Thank you, dear friend 🙏🥰🥰🥰
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You’re most welcome
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🙏🥰🥰🥰
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