Category Archives: Mostly Micro

CCC041: Billy’s Ambition

“Billy Binder, get yourself down from there,” the gramma fairy of the farmer’s field yelled her loudest. “How many times must we tell you, Thou shalt not pester the farmer’s crops. Weren’t it for those crops he wouldn’t need these … Continue reading →

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CCC036: The Grand Declaration

Being the eldest, the biggest, the tallest, having the greatest girth, it was only natural that he should be appointed as leader. But that wasn’t a position he wanted. Rather he’d be like the slender youngsters who gathered around him, … Continue reading →

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For The Love of Fair Lady

Roger’s idea was fantastico, magnifico. Hidden away while his neighbours tucked their gifts behind bushes, into hedges and under the shed, he later crept out to scoop a basket of delights. A gift for Jessica when next morning she called. … Continue reading →

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The Bypass

The bypass relieved the snarls of congestion at the town’s heart 11 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Heart  

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Lost and Found, My Silver Ring

I lost my silver ring Everywhere I looked Couldn’t find the thing Looked in the outbuilding The so-called ‘barn-ish’ Where Mum used to send Pops To tart up his carving With varnish Nah, it wasn’t there So I stopped looking … Continue reading →

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CCC010: This Little Piggy…

Have you seen Maisie today? Nah. I think she went to market. Oh dear, I do hope she doesn’t stay. Me and Jolene were expecting her to stay home and play. Jolene’s cooking a massive ox-roast. She’s the best chef … Continue reading →

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In Nine-Hundred-Thirty-Three

Woe is me I’m lost at sea In nine-hundred-thirty-three I’d thought: a Viking’s life for me I’ll head out north For Iceland, and that vicinity But I’m not Viking born and bred I can’t navigate, I’ve not the knowledge in … Continue reading →

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A Hunter Did A Hunting Go…

“Jackie, boy?” Jackie turned back. “Master?” “Fare thee well?” asked the master. “Very well.” “Where goes thee?” asked the master. “Derry Downs,” the apprentice replied. “The king’s forest?” asked the master. “Aye,” replied his apprentice. “Not to hunt?” the master … Continue reading →

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Adventure Deliverers

Mikey and me We went down to the dyke To find us a boat To put out to sea But every boat there So it would appear Were intended only to ply the rivers None were proper sea-fearing adventure-deliverers And … Continue reading →

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As You Like It

“Please,” she said. “Really? You mean it,” he asked. “Oh yes. Never meant it more.” “Brilliant. For I do love to please.” 22 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Please  

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