


red beacon
the day has begun
welcome sun
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little scavengers
picking at the rocky shore
looking for treasure
not the gold or silver type
but slimy squiggly bugs
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #068



red beacon
the day has begun
welcome sun
—
little scavengers
picking at the rocky shore
looking for treasure
not the gold or silver type
but slimy squiggly bugs
—
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #068

There’s more haters that I know
Who detest falling snow
They ski, snowboard and use it for fun
But asked if they like it? The answer is “some”.
If I met Mother Nature I’d try to thank it
Personally I love the soft white blanket
Living in a windy dry climate here
It’s rare to see any snow to cheer
“Once in a blue moon”, as my mom used to say
We are blessed with white flakes coming our way
It doesn’t last, and the wind blows it away!
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Writing Prompts

It was the perfect place to lounge
Tired musicians from last night’s gig
Labeled ashtrays and glasses you could scrounge
One old drummer playing his twigs
The jukebox was full of jazz
Some played along but no real pizzazz
It was ten in the morning, smoke filled the air
Lungs complained but nobody cared
Some little boys from the neighborhood
Would sneak in to listen but knew they shouldn’t
Smaller fingers pretend to play
Dreaming that maybe one day
After a rousing night, they’d be found
Lazily sitting at the Dewdrop Lounge.
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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts: January 6, 2026

Joe was extremely excited to be on the force, since police work was his dream since a child. His grandfather and father were cops and he wanted to walk the line with them. Joe’s first patrol took him to a street where drug activity was rampant, a testing ground for rookies. Suddenly Joe was on the sidewalk alone, his partner was inside a shop, hopefully watching. “Fresh meat here”, remarked a thug who walked by slowly, observing Joe. Joe’s partner came out of the shop and stood by Joe while the dangerous boys walked away.
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It’s Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Blog Hop
Don’t you hate when that happens – Holding an opened quart of vinegar in my left hand, when top of honey bear falls off into bowl from my right hand and instinct kicks in and I tip the vinegar bottle, honey cap submerges in soy sauce and olive oil mix, and half of vinegar tumbles out of the bottle. I’m now covered in vinegar, honey and splashed up soy sauce. I’m so tired I just leave my dressing splashed mix on my clothes and clean up the kitchen. My hands and brain too tired to cook.
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One-Liner Wednesday & #JusJoJan26 the 7th – I hate when that happens

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Wordle 738

Baby admired for her curls
Seemed the cutest one in the world
But undressed showed no lack
Curls all over her back
Wasn’t no human baby girl!
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Laughing Along With A Limerick


New Beginning
silence still
think of what’s been said
digest it
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“It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines,
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.” Pablo Neruda
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such a thing
surprise inaction
choose silence
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Share Your World 5th January 2026

I shouldn’t have said it, opened my big mouth and said what I’d wanted to for weeks. No more being a coward. No more just staring from afar. But today you looked so perfect, your friends all around you joking and having fun. I could never be in that group. No one looks at me the way they look at you. I would try to speak and then start stuttering, I’d be so nervous. But today, as soon as you stepped way from them, I decided to try. Today I moved into your space and said, “my name is Jake…I like you.” Dumb, I know, but I couldn’t say what I really felt. That close, I could hardly resist touching him and I definitely couldn’t say, “I think I’m in love with you.”
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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 01/06/2026
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