
Throw him in the pen! Said loudly by all the court’s men. The thief was trite. He tried his might. But it didn’t appeal to the judge’s seal. Even though he promised to never do it again.

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Throw him in the pen! Said loudly by all the court’s men. The thief was trite. He tried his might. But it didn’t appeal to the judge’s seal. Even though he promised to never do it again.

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If only they really knew constituents
Listened to pleas and were fluent
In their language, and cared to listen
To ideas and words, not be remiss then
Actually care about those persons
Instead they let the communities worsen
Building walls instead of bridges
Not listening, remaining rigid.
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Weekend Writing Prompt #444 – Fluent



darkened depth
liquid blues fading
ominous
–
deep water rippling
moving waves never ending
schooled fish formations
diving rewards in white sand
lighting shown is upside down
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SenHai Saturday #28

Saturday and you’ve had your fill
Thanksgiving with all its thrills
But now another rising task
Christmas shopping, alas!
,I’ll just drink cocoa, and be numb
And eat frosted cookies, every crumb.
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 29, 2025


winter cooling winds arrive
wilding wolves and foxes gather families
insects burrow to survive
see geese flying south in vees
Mother Nature observing dwindling leaves
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Poetry Form: Spanish Lira

If he was a girl
They’d call her busty
But he was a man so was thought of as husky.
He tried all the diets of lettuce greens
Caused spaceman eyes and acne supreme
A wheelbarrow of romaine could fill his plate
And find his hairline receding, a horrible fate –
No more diets!

Can You Tell A Story In…

http://fivedotoh.com/2023/12/01/fandangos-flashback-friday-december-1st/


“Seeing is believing, but I still can’t fathom it!” Joe declared, sitting with his wife Maddie. Maddie thought it was impossible to hear. The past few months had been a nightmare, as far as she and Joe were concerned. Joe lost his regular job, and Maddie was just hanging on to hers, a nurse in the small local hospital. It seemed that since Joe had now become part of the National Guard, his beliefs were skewed. The town was in turmoil with Joe and his friends asked to do the president‘s bidding. “They shot and killed him”, he mumbled sadly.
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28 November 2025



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flowing with softness
bubbling to median
sudden splash of strings
streaming to the louder notes
trickling to crescendo
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W3 Prompt #187: Wea’ve Written Weekly
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