Category Archives: Mostly Micro

Grandma’s Feather Bed

Remember Grandma’s feather bed? I remember her feather pillows. Remember her shed in the yard? I remember that’s where she did the plucking. Remember the mess when the cat snuck in? I remember we were the ones to sweep it. … Continue reading

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CCC 90: Little Clogs Clatter on Stairs

Fredrik clumped and clattered his way up the stairs. “Come on, Trudie, there’s plenty of room up here.” Trudie wasn’t so sure, but she followed him up, nose twitching and sniffing. “Something’s missing here,” she said after another sniff of … Continue reading

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I Remember Well

I remember well the day we met Beside the turbulent sea With seagulls loud And wind that screamed The surf breaking at our feet Our dogs far away and chasing And your words as nuanced as the clouds 38 words … Continue reading

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My Thanks to a Saracen

I dwelt upon the shore With tides and rhythms Known and sure I didn’t venture far An occasional dip Into the forested hinterland That wondrous place invited me In forays brief Delights I saw… Yet when rather I’d be exploring … Continue reading

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CCC88: Jack the Giant-Slayer

“When Jack slew the giant, that giant fell from his Up-There land with such a destructive crash that no one would speak to Jack for years to come. Jack the Giant-Slayer had destroyed half the land.” “And your point is?” … Continue reading

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Rupert, Princeling Bear

Rupert, self-styled Princeling Bear, looked with disdain on the fashionless hordes that these days crowded the bars and clubs, all regimented in their turn-upped jeans and braces, their Number 1 close cuts, their often grubby t-shirts. They had no taste, … Continue reading

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CCC87: Gunnr’s Well

Gunnr’s Well, that’s how we knew it as of old For Gunnr in his Viking days Did drive his dragon-warded ship Into this sea-scoured shore Tongue swollen with the salty pestilence of sea Seeking purity of water unpolluted And there … Continue reading

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CCC86: Mr Ed

“Why have you shut the stable door?” “Why? To shut him up, of course. All day long, talk, talk, talk. All right when he was younger, when he was earning a crust. But now Mr Ed’s old… I couldn’t take … Continue reading

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This Kiss

Mindless of the pressing chores The waiting floors, the empty stores She strolled along a dream-cast road And watched a leather-sided toad. With a tug at her dirty work-stained frock She sat beside him on a river rock. He looked … Continue reading

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Casper

The move was welcome, pulling her out of the depths of hell. And the new place old, built on the ruins of a dissolved priory, was perfect for her. Absolutely right. Until the first night. A presence in the room, … Continue reading

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