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Ronda slithered out from the bedroom wearing discreetly placed globs of dough and whispered, “I spent all afternoon preparing it for you.”
Joe had to smile.
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23 August 2024



a grassy surround
golden straw with orange crowns
breezes bring to life
they’re waving contentedly
a natural beauty sea
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Image:https://www.k-state.edu/media/images/oct17/bigbluestem1.jpg
W3 Prompt #121: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Dancers move in a silent glide
Man keeps her clinging to his side
Intimate movements – tango stride
A sensual dance
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Ovi Poetry Challenge 62: MOVE is your inspiration.

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Writing Prompts

One-Liner Wednesday – Are you allergic to anything?


Well here sits my husband in his glee
Eating cereal while wild and free
His favorite pastime is clear to see
He’d rather bathe and eat than sit with me.
I’ve talked to him till I’m black and blue
But he wants all the other colors too
Too much to be satisfied
With whatever I do.
It’s harmless they say, let him be free
When I asked a doc for suggestions for me
So here he sits and I am tired of it
Think I’ll buy gallons of milk, let him drown as he sits
That way at least we’ll both be free
Me in the shower and him in a cereal sea.
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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 08/20/2024

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Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Silken blue

I chose number six:
The worst injury I had as a child was almost drowning. My entire family plus cousins were at a lake in a big picnic get together. I had taken swimming lessons in an ice cold brook and hated it, but I could keep myself above water. My much bigger, not well liked cousin decided to pull me under. I yelled for help and the adults were all talking and didn’t hear me. The ledge I was standing on disappeared and I found myself going deep with my cousin pushing me down on top of me. Finally my oldest brother-in-law saw and jumped in to find me. To this day I don’t care to be over my head in unknown waters. Glub, glub, glub.
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Writer’s Workshop Prompts for August 22, 2024
This week’s Story Starter teaser is:
“I’m sorry, detective,” the officer said, “but none of the fingerprints found at the crime scene matched those of our primary suspect.”
That never stopped Detective Wronclews. He knew the woman was guilty. He could just tell by her swarthy look, tight dress and big dark eyes. The fact she reminded him of his first wife had no influence on his thinking. He immediately knew she was guilty. And then there was the blood on her hands. She of course said she was trying to give CPR to the victim, but the detective knew better. It reminded Wronclews of his third wife, when he saw her cutting up chickens for their dinner. Then there was the nosy neighbor who thought she saw the victim enter the house…who could forget the woman who lived across from the detective and his second wife when they had those violent arguments? Yes, this woman was guilty alright. It was written all over her.
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https://fivedotoh.com/2024/08/20/fandangos-story-starter-163/
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