Category: Words
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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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New Year Pioneer Poem Prompt

Here we are with the final Pioneer Poem prompt of the year, and possibly ever… I think it’s time to leave the format ‘out there’ now and see how it grows. Resolution What’s a Pioneer Poem? Thank you for asking. It’s a poetic style that gets you thinking! Each line can be up to five…


