
Joe thought his mind was extra wise
Overthinking not compromised
Joe thought his ideas deep
But sadly they made no leap
To practical persons enterprise.
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Laughing Along With A Limerick

Joe thought his mind was extra wise
Overthinking not compromised
Joe thought his ideas deep
But sadly they made no leap
To practical persons enterprise.
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Laughing Along With A Limerick

Here we see a happy place
No need for life’s busy race
I think it is the colors here
Promoting happiness, no fear
Homes all bright and cheery seen
Even the resting boats between
Have you ever seen or been
To a pleasant place that makes you grin
The vibrant shades of basic hues
However could you choose
A home to love, only one
And think you’re done?
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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge:10/08/2024


The aged man cracked a smile just thinking of the crime he would arrange. His wisdom in creating it was in question, but he decided to remedy his fate of a lifelong terrible marriage and started gathering a particular bunch of herbs. The victim, his wife, was extremely susceptible to the scents of lobelia, oleander, and licorice root, and the man covered these poisonous plants with a large flower bouquet. Over the course of a few warm days, the fan she used would distribute the toxic herb odors, and her vulnerable body would succumb to their effects. He removed the bouquet of plants that led to her demise, knowing the coroner would check her condition. Then he opened windows to let in fresh air before calling 911, and hoped his battle was over.
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MLMM Monday Wordle #393

This week’s prompts are:
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When I left El Paso, I started to sing along
With “Wing”, an old Patti Smith song
“And if there’s one thing, could do for you, you’d be a wing in heaven blue”
The words were dreamlike, stirred up a memory
That I need more blue in the shadows of my sensory
I drove all night until I reached her in Colorado
Route I twenty five, my tired eyes dark hollow
And then I spied her, waiting-certainly in blue
We were on that wavelength
Just between us two.
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OLWG# 386- We Both Know

Scrub the crusty bones, a sense of pride
While the body did exist, now up and died
They’ll hollow out the marrow in the limbs now still
Before it vanishes into space
The body assured its will
For the soul below sent into stars above
And glitter in that place.
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Wordle 674

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Share Your World: 7th October

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 late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.
PROMPT WORD: TYPE
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“What’s your sign, beautiful? It must be Virgo…” Joe always tried starting a conversation with a woman with this line.
“You mean, what’s my type?”
The woman turned away from Joe and continued to drink her cocktail. Joe is not the best at trying to make an impression and this question he asked was way too cliche for this young woman.
“Well, I guess so. You’re not into astrology then? I think it’s pretty interesting myself.”
“If you must know I’m a Scorpio. I’m sitting here by myself for a reason and I don’t care for any company. Thanks for asking.”
Joe decided she fit the Scorpio personality perfectly, and tried his line again at the end of the bar.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

When is orange perfect the perfect hue
A sunset, a piece of fruit, a Halloween pumpkin, an autumn maple?
Any orange is perfect to me…
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Weekly Prompts Colour Challenge – Mainly Orange

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The English teacher stands before his class and asks them to observe this photograph. He speaks his own observation as an example: “Gray storm landscapes, the season changes when cooler breezes tear the leaves from their freezing limbs. Observed once fresh and green in spring, the soft summer hues turn to vibrant autumn brilliance. Then the season chills, leaves mutate to brown, dry, and curling, showing their vulnerability in stronger winds. The trees start to bare, sad dark tones fill the skies.” The instructor finished his speech with a quote:“There you can see a very small patch Of dark blue, framed by a little branch, Pinned up by a naughty star”. Arthur Rimbaud
The group of students were asked by the teacher to use his words as examples as well as the quote.
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I had a really hard time with this prompt 🙃
Prosery: Rimbaud’s Naughty Star
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