Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

A Plan Too Clever

I ought to be miffed I ought to be tossed I ought to be angry, all at a loss Cos what had he done? He’d sneaked a peep at my final plan Of which he’d never been much of a … Continue reading

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Midnight at the Oasis

It wasn’t yet that magical hour The hour that they’d agreed to meet Stars blinked in and out of existence The moon swelled to full and cut to half She waited in hot anticipation For tonight’s… midnight at the oasis. … Continue reading

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Vivid in ’89

Vivid in ‘89That’s a memory that makes a good lineAnd it was a good lineA vivid timeWhen I was yoursAnd you were mineWhen passion ruledAnd we ignored the clock’s chime Ask not for whom the bell tolls Vivid the memory … Continue reading

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Louisa’s Retirement Speech

So many jobs Louisa had had, and each required a different set of skills. In each position she learned something new, many times undertaking fresh training. Yet there was a degree of overlap. By the time Louisa composed her retirement … Continue reading

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Hard Work

I wasn’t sure about answering Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt this week. Since moving, time seems always in short supply and the wordcount is high. Moreover, though I rake through my mind, nothing crops up… unlike the weeds in my new … Continue reading

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Reflections on Moving

If it’s not one thing then it’s anotherI swear I’m at the end of my tetherMoving house is the worst ordealA week with no cooker means no hot mealNo landline connectionReminds me of days before internet service selectionAnd the weather… … Continue reading

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Ursula

Ursula aka Junior Ursula, well-formed and sleek Sensuously rounded Strong limbed in muscle and bone, coordination finely honed Silken hair glossy black, thick down her back Eyes liquid pools, deep, hot and inviting yet cool Swift and supple, dextrous and … Continue reading

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Ten Years in Holy Orders

Who would suspect him, a monk ten years in holy orders?Although he had already lived 150. His weapon of choice?Not a blade or poison.A chord of increasing volume.Delivered within a Gregorian chant.Crescendo. 37 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: … Continue reading

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To Call a Spade a Spade

It was Adam began it. Look around you, said the Lord, at the trees, the flowers, the fruits in this garden. What will you name them? For without a name, you cannot know them. Then the Lord said, look around … Continue reading

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Haunter of the Local Dairy

Mary, haunter of the local dairyWas a lassie to be waryTill, oops, she forgot to open her eyesThen Eerie Mary dies 24 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Eerie

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