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Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt
Like Cardinals Gathering
The day dawns warm But depressing guy with the weather Says rain maybe later Am I being pinned by that? I’ll take a mack I’ll not stay home Cinderella with a broom I have to get out, go feed my … Continue reading
Curse Those Clouds
It isn’t a large lagoon It’s not always there Sometimes the shingle slips and fills its basin Sometimes the tide lets rip To shuffle the stones in its spiralling turbulence This morning I grin to see it Expecting the rising … Continue reading
Here’s Not A Pretty Tale
Rosa, a pleasant girl from along our street Dainty, petite and oh so sweet That’s the setting, now for the tale Lost both her parents, house up for sale Had to leave before yet she’d grieved Headed south to the … Continue reading
Above the Door
Above the crypt door: Whether vast or crammed be your cave This tiny grotto is your grave 17 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Grotto This shell grotto together many other incredible shell models can be seen at the … Continue reading
Afraid to Smile
Wonky teeth, afraid to smile, teenage face an utter disgrace Sweating otherworld monster dentist arrived in all haste Impressions taken, device fitted: an orthodontic brace 25 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Brace
I Bet He Thinks Me Just A Child
He lived next door to my best friend That school holiday I hoped would never end Many the reasons I found to visit Hoping he’d be at home that day But he worked, and worked away Wheat-white hair and ice-blue … Continue reading
Too Fierce That Heat
I was hurrying my fastest While the sun was shining its fiercest But my body was doing its utmost My efforts to resist I tripped I stumbled I fell And from amongst the grasses I heard Hobland’s church bell toll … Continue reading
Men With Bags
This is a matter wrapped with delicacy That’s why I approach it with a certain hesitancy In the park are men with dogs and plastic bags Yet if asked to attend their own toddlers They have to be nagged 39 … Continue reading
Our Garden
At the bottom of our garden Is a piece of waste, triangular, a gore Hadn’t been tilled since the last war “If we move our fence, we could make that ours” My brother said, “Oh yes, lets” And thus was … Continue reading
That’s Ruined My Date
Dressed to the nines Picture perfect for a sexy beast Exactly right for a royal feast Pelting down the lane in the rain With slippers splashing in the puddles Mud splattering up to my middle And now I’m late for … Continue reading