Can You Tell a Story in 84?

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Joe adjusted headphones watching his wife dance the conga with friends they made on this tour. The bus was not a luxury, but adequate for the price. A shark in the tourism industry was plentiful, but Joe waggled costs down to something affordable. The “soundtrack” playing in his ears was the baseball game he was missing. After four years of sitting in a noisy seat, Joe threw in the towel. The seats were expensive, behind the umpire, but his wife and this tour replaced them.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

dVerse Poets


The doors are open for Open Link Night at the pub. Mish here as your host. This is an opportunity to link up ONE poem of your choice for our reading pleasure. It could be a response to a prompt you may have missed or share any poem you’d like. There is no specific requirement for theme or form but you are welcome to use the optional mini-prompt below:

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innocence in spring

among trees and newborn leaves

a young face appears

forest creatures acceptance

while a new life flourishes

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Open Link Night #404

Friday Fictioneers

“Frightening spider webs, not my cup of tea” Susan said. “Jack Frost’s paintings I love, but the thought of how many large beings weave those webs, gives me chills!”


“Never mind, honey, I’ll sweep them off after I finish the driveway.” A half hour later, Susan called to her husband to come in for some hot chocolate. Getting no response she thought he was probably putting the shovel away in the garage.

Shortly, there was a knock on the door. “Jack’s not coming, but I could use a warm drink…”. Susan spied a black hairy arm leaning against the doorway.

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27 March 2026

The Writer’s Workshop

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My granddaughter goes to our local community college and loves playing soccer. So far just scrimmages but found the girls they played against were vicious. Cleats bruises and black and blues – I think this is unnecessary and the other team’s coaches should change that. My granddaughter is pretty small and a very good player so they attack her to get her off the field. I’m happy to watch from afar or I might have to take someone out😄😡🤯😀😎

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Simply Six Minutes

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He looked deeply into her eyes, never betraying his surprise. Tony knew his plan was true, because he saw it in those blue, deep blue eyes of hers. Never mind the rest of her, a body perfect and voice that purrs. This, after all was simply a game, set by her, his current flame. All spies think that they’re the one, can get away easily after their fun, and Tony was good, even exceptional, in letting the mark gently fall. Tonight he would end the charade, knowing her love for him would fade, her secrets now that she unveiled.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 03/24/2026