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Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt
A Lively Sprite
A lively sprite, she was enchantingErotically tauntingUnmistakeably hauntingWith her gossamer wingsAnd her silken thingsAs she flitted over rivers and streamsAs she rustled the rusty leaves of autumnAs knowingly, flauntingAs painfully wantingAs careless and carefree, lacking cautionAs for a mate she … Continue reading
Count me in
May the saints bless you, Sammi and hold you safely. Why? Well just look at the word she’s given us! Solitudinarian. I love you, Sammi, for that word is right up my street. Well, not my actual street cos I … Continue reading
On Beltane Eve
Wayward! Wayward? That’s what they said.Wayward, because I wouldn’t follow where they led.Wayward, because I took a different route.Wayward, as if I were a woodland brute.Wayward, because I walked a different way.Wayward! And now I wait for break of dayWhen … Continue reading
This Man of Mine
This man, what can I say?Colliding on the internetsuch is the common waysent me pics.Uncanny likeness:Man from UncleSapphire and Steel.Can this be real?But I’ve no doubtA Scotsman’s genes will out 39 words for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Uncanny
Behind Enemy Lines
Who’d be the youngest in the brigade?I swear it isn’t fairDo this, do thatGroom the horsesFetch the waterAnd never mind the dangerOff you go to forage.————————No, I’m not a deserterI’m foraging food and waterWas I to know these are enemy … Continue reading
Posted in Mostly Micro, Poems (Some Silly)
Tagged Micro fiction, poems, Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt
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Decidedly Sanguine
It is, my dear, quite absurdThe uttermost garbage I’ve ever heardWhy, to think they call the penguin a birdAnd more, they say, it’s a distant childOf T.Rex’s cousin, in the wildImagine a petition filedFor paternity payment supportImagine the court reportHa! … Continue reading
You are my Sun
You are my sun You keep my warm You light my life When day is done You carry me down To enfold me In your netherworld of dreams Yet, my love, you are so hot I’ll burn if at a … Continue reading
Gladly Would I
Happily would I trudge the many mud mired miles Gladly would I work my feet Rub them raw in shoes until they blister Just to see this perfect vista 29 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Vista
Olun Says
You are missing my point. I’m not saying we are powers, controlled by divines. If that were so they’ve lost their control of you mucking nutshells. I’m saying we’re connected, connected, to these… call them elements, these water, wind and … Continue reading
Regent Road
We were on holiday, me and me boyfriend, so I had to bring something back. I mean, Mum hadn’t liked us going, said it weren’t proper, but Dad told her to give over and to get with the times. It … Continue reading