Category: Words
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Slippery Ooh Aah!
Ognar Rance frantically looked through the tidy drawers in his garden shed, desperately searching for the syringe he’d used to add his ‘special blend’ formula into his dynamic strength plant food in readiness for the council’s forthcoming Nature’s Makeover competition. ‘Ah,’ he realised, suddenly, ‘the greenhouse… I was in there with it with the tomatoes!’…
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Wordle 639:
The sighs of the frail mouse, made curious by the odd glow of the edges of the crude maze, stop. A drip of water penetrates the silence of the feeding chamber. The impetuous creature begins to prowl… where there’s water, there’s food. Well, it’s been a while since I’ve joined in with Brenda’s Sunday Whirl,…
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The Truth Alone
This is my attempt at Found Poetry. A sense of recognition people look familiar This is where we need to be honest self beyond any facades / the truth Alone For better examples of Found Poetry, visit Misky‘s site, for it is she who has inspired me to have a go. The words I have…
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Out In The Open
‘We won, Ognar… we won…’ Myrtle clutched the (rather oversized) Great Chicken Run trophy as she beamed from ear to ear (with reference to the ears on her head, and not those on her own one of its kind blouse she created and was wearing), ‘no longer are we the laughing stock of the street!’…
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Bar Assistance
‘Why did you use the Priority Eight rescue signal…’ fading into view, Dorakk glared at the humanoid male standing behind the counter of Joe’s Bar, adding ‘and why do you continue to use it – obviously I am here so you do not need to continue to call out for assistance.’ At eight and a…
