Today’s prompt states “use pine” Your choice, but never mine My tastes are simpler with no sticky sap The tree I prefer with which hands offer to clap Is the mighty birch with white rough cracks A curly bark that’s beautifully contrasted in black.
“It’s uncanny!” Sheila exclaimed, purely upbeat as she followed the queue along the cusp of the mountain. “We as humans proceed through life, marching along as a slice of lemmings, obsolete as a single entity, but marvelous when united.
It was a painful beast Shards of stabbing at the least But my jaw clamped tight At the terrible frightening sight Seeing a dentist’s needle at the ready My nerves were suddenly unsteady.
Sunlight shone into the jury box as they led the defendant, in handcuffs, into his seat. The chainsaw was sitting prominently, still bloody, on the nearby table of evidence, along with the lumberjack competition trophy, a newly purchased passport, a well worn pair of hunter’s binoculars, and a plane ticket stub. Joe was definitely guilty but secretly, he knew in his heart that he was justified in killing the attacking bear. The only thing was, he killed a widely known bear that was under protection from the Fish and Game Wildlife Department.
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