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As you may have guessed, today’s word is protest. Write a poem of exactly 44 words including the word protest. You can write about a protest you were apart of, or why you think protests are of no use. You can take inspiration from, “The lady doth protest too much, methinks””(spoken by Queen Gertrude, in Act 3, scene 2 of Hamlet by William Shakespeare)

• If you are new to dVerse,write a poem of 44 words only (excluding the title) on your blog.
• Leave the link of your post and not your blog at Mr. Linky
• Mr. Linky will be open till 29thAug 2.00 p.m.
• Do come back later to read other entries, after all we are hereto encourage each other.
• Tag dVerse in your post, so that your readers can find us.

Have fun!

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Join us please in the protest

remember to bring only your best

signs of discord

we can’t afford

to get too sharp, they don’t like pointed

or anything too disjointed.

Their brains hardly recognize words

One of the reasons their ideas are absurd!

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One of the best I saw on FB:

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 22, 2026

Tripping

Over

My

Own

Feet

Is what happens when I rush headlong into a new situation, but fun!

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Weekend Writing Prompt #482 – Headlong

Many things sparks my creativity, here on WP are photos, words and challenges.

Listening/watching tv zaps my energy.

My dream home would have log walls, trees and flowers, and a garden.

Not locking my wheelchair wheels is the silliest way I’ve injured myself.

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delicate footprints

stating we were here today

foraging the sands

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Haiku Fridays with J-Dub #17

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Joe hesitated on the step. It wasn’t the first time he tried to go inside, and turning around and getting back into his car seemed the better option. He couldn’t see the man sitting back on the right side. Could it be he, too, was reluctant to meet? Thirty years had passed and Joe thought he probably wouldn’t recognize the father he only knew a few years. George was also uncomfortable, twisting a bit in his chair in the old fashioned lobby. He had reason to be, but with failing health he wanted to see his son before anything happened.

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21 August 2026

There was a bit of tittle-tattle going on after Joe left the yoga class. Everyone knew he loved space, planets, spaceship travels, etc, but to wear them on his breeches? In a public place? Pjs maybe, but here?

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Can You Tell A Story In…

Janie gathered all of her most important friends and waited till she thought everyone else was asleep. Then she gathered an old lantern that was safe for a light and traveled down into the garden. She was surprised the grass was so cold and wet on her bare feet, and shivered. It was not a long trip till she saw the blackened moldy stones of the well. I’ll try calling to him she thought. You never know…maybe his spirit or whatever the adults talked about in secret conversations, maybe he would hear her and answer. A few weeks ago her brother Luke had disappeared and everyone thought he had fallen into the well. However, no one had a funeral, or Janie never saw his body. She wondered if he just ran away. Janie knew he was older and unhappy. She approached the opening and softly called his name, “Luke?”

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 08/18/2026

You’re just settled into a card game and realize you had scheduled a class at that hour!

One-Liner Wednesday – That feeling when…

Apparently if you live in a city

It’s remarkable, the duplicity

And then comes along a girl, Felicity

Who expresses herself in her name.

If you meet her you’ll not be the same

Ever again because of your mood

She transforms your thinking but not in a rude

Overpowering way, oh no
It will be subtle, there’s no arm twisting here

No intimidation or fear.

Felicity smiles, talks softly and when

You start to realize you feel happier then.

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Weekend Writing Prompt #481 – Felicity