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No Theme Thursday: 10.17.24


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No Theme Thursday: 10.17.24

I need to have the knack
Never to talk back
To a chef of good repute
Dare I start to refute
His knavish choice of knapweed soup
With kneaded knawls in the bread
Added knackwurst which I dread
He hunts this fare, he’s a tracker
I think this proves the chef a knacker
Looks for cheaper meals, though knarry
Hoping restaurant costs don’t vary
Menus now all have this food
To complain would be rude.
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 19, 2024

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A seox poem, hexastitch – six lines, unrhymed, syllable count, 3,7,6,5,4,3.
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Easy Peasy Writes

Weekend Writing Prompt #386 – Teach
For the fifth year (oh my, can you believe it?!), I’m hosting 13 Days of Samhain, a Horror / Halloween writing prompt challenge. I’ve enjoyed it these past four years and I hope those who have joined in with it have too! (For those interested, you can find the previous years’ prompts here and here and here and here).
So, without further ado, here are the 13 prompts for 2024, with the first prompt beginning tomorrow, 20th October, and the last prompt, Day 13, falling on November 1st:

If you do decide to join in, I hope you have lots and lots of fun. Write whatever you wish, as long as it is inspired by that day’s prompt. Here’s a little graphic / badge for anyone who wants:

Am I joining in this year? I’m not sure yet, in all honesty. For the past three years, I’ve written a new Damon the Demon story, and I really, really, really want to write another. However, at the moment, I know I just don’t have the time. But we will see…Perhaps I will manage it…somehow…
13 Days of Samhain (volume v) – A Horror / Halloween Writing Prompt Challenge

It happened at midnight
The frightening sight
And it took all my might
To try not to look at the devilish delight.
It wasn’t just the horrid blight
Of the dark in the middle of the night
I was mesmerized by the site
On my computer screen all alight
The colors were way too bright
They were amazing even in spite
Of the laptop’s age–twenty years, quite
The devil appeared in all his right
Through the wild colors, there was no slight
In spectacle as I looked with fright
It was like I was cast in a spell of benight
But that wasn’t the worst this night
Before, I thought my room was airtight
But was suddenly surrounded by aplite
Unable to move myself from my plight
I couldn’t escape the devil’s might
And succumbed to his evil bedights
I never woke up from this, despite
All my efforts, I went down in the fight.
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http://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/10/01/october-writing-prompts-2/
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brief vision
a single standout
breeze journeys
delicate seedlings
create new blossoms
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Photo Challenge #537

You could play bagpipes if you hadn’t scarfed down that margarita smoothie!
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Can You Tell A Story In…

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I came upon a mysterious sight
A child sitting in the light
The sun was readable-bright
He seemed to revel in the write
Many years have passed since then
The year? I don’t remember when
The child grown, innocence flown
A teacher now, skills are honed
Remembers how in sun’s light
Reading was such a delight
His classes now held outside
Experiencing new just feels right
Proudly offers fresh insight
Teaching under readable-bright.
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It’s Jack-o’-lanterns…
Perched on porches
Staring from steps
Grinning from garages
Sinister on swings
Frightening on fences
Leering from lawns
Creeping from clematis
Jeering from jasmine
Eerie from evergreens
Harrowing from hydrangeas
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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #352
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