One-Liner Wednesday – If I didn’t laugh, I’d cry
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Six Sentence Story
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday
PROMPT WORD: WIND
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Wind is no stranger to me now that I live in Cheyenne. Planes have been tested here at our small airport because of it. I don’t really need a calendar to figure out when winter is coming because when the winds start getting stirred up, you know that cold and snow are not far behind. An anomaly was seen this morning when I woke up to 3°. I looked out the window and it was like a winter wonderland, all the trees bushes, etc. were magically covered in frosted snow. Apparently the wind took a break, and instead of looking at half covered trees, they were completely covered beautifully.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!
dVerse Poets
Sunset saves with warmer hues
Two ships sail toward unknown shores
This painting has descriptive mores
Colors meanings indicate truths.
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sep·a·rate
No Theme Thursday
they bought this van to drive to school
that’s what they told their mom and dad
the real reason made their parents sad
told their friends they could start a band
of course it got out of hand
instruments were much too expensive
decided to buy some pot and get pensive
just like the promises, it got out of hand
cops said it was the biggest bust in the land
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A sorry attempt but my first thought🙄😂
No Theme Thursday: 2/13/25
Since January 20, 2025
Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt
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**This writing takes the word theory’s definition: “a set of principles on which the practice of an activity is based”
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Weekend Writing Prompt #403 – Theory
dVerse Poets
For today’s Poetics, I want you all to select ONE of the following three options and write a poem:
I chose #3:
Joe was no genius, she knew from the start
But June loved Joe with her whole heart
It started downhill when she sent him a text
He looked at it, didn’t know what to do next.
He asked a friend to help him write one
That was a mistake, quick as a wink it was done
Whatever was said zoomed through the air
And Joe never knew his friend didn’t care
The text that he wrote was rude and crude
June couldn’t believe the words he spewed
June texted back saying I thought you were sweet
But you’re just like the others with nasty tweets
Joe read her response and had no idea what she meant
He decided to see her to explain what she sent
The moral of the story is, if you don’t know tech’s place
You better stay meeting just face-to-face.
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Poetics – “From Your Valentine.”
 Tales from Glasgow
Who Is The MC?
Can You Tell a Story in 39?
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Can You Tell A Story In…
Fandango’s Flashback Friday
Wordle #142 – February 13, 2017
It was zenosyne, she was sure of it. How else could she have fallen so fast and settled so softly? She wanted to scream, but no sound came from her lips. Her body separated from the chain and fell into the narrow crack of the rocks. They thought she would die from the fall. At the very least it should have snapped her ankle. But she was saved. Somehow the chain broke and saved her foot. She was free, but also wedged between the rocks. A blackbird landed close by and decided there was no food here because the human was still alive. His beak was hoping for a piece of her flesh for a tasty morsel. He cawed madly to scold her, he was so disappointed. Her captors above were looking to see if she was moving, but not wanting to climb down to investigate. Hoping they would think she was dead, she dared not move from her position. Just wait till dark she thought to herself. Then I can make my escape. She waited in pain for the sun to set. She looked up and saw no one, so started to move cautiously. A small bit at a time and she could free herself. The end of the chain still attached to her ankle provided some leverage to loosen the rock’s grip. Now was her chance. She slipped out of the narrow space and limped into the river. The cold water soothed her injuries. She would follow the river bank to the safety of her family’s campsite. https:mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com
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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — February 14th
The Bag Lady 
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