
Keep it short and sweet
A readable treat
Not my style
I think a while
Then scorch the post
Like a weeny roast
See what I mean…
It might be my genes
At least not obscene
From family puisne?
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One-Liner Wednesday – My theory

Keep it short and sweet
A readable treat
Not my style
I think a while
Then scorch the post
Like a weeny roast
See what I mean…
It might be my genes
At least not obscene
From family puisne?
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One-Liner Wednesday – My theory

Used the news for a guide
On what to decide
Followed the herd
No search for true words
A sad state of affairs
Attitude, who cares?
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Three Things Challenge #MM248

She wanted to feel less, but the single word would not let her. Betrayal.
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Monday Poetry Prompt: Feel, Less, Word




Autumn is my favorite time of year, anticipating beautiful white snow covering all the autumn colors, now a tired brown.
cloudy soft
gray creeping
autumn weather starts
cooling air
chilly foggy landscaping
winter is coming
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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 39, Shadorma Prose, 18/11/2025

A shot in the dark was heard by the town
Everyone cowed as the source was unknown
Only a few times were guns ever used
The neighbors looked out, confused
Was that Jimmy, they asked each other?
No, I think it was his brother…
John and Jimmy were rascals at best
Their constant antics were never at rest
John came out running on the street
Had no clothes on, but boots on his feet
Jimmy was chasing him, gun in his fist
Finding his wife with John “in the midst”
I should end this story, it’s too intense
As we find John hiding by a fence
Neighbors witnessed the brotherly row
And heard again the gun going pow
This was the last of Jimmy’s actions
Sadly John could have no reaction
A warning I tell you from the heart
Keep your cheating brother and wife apart.
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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts: November 20, 2025

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Share Your World: 17th November

Witnessing the sad little battle between the furry cheeky kittens and the tiny pup, him trying to push her away from her sweet siblings, I couldn’t help but chuckle. The thick puppy snout trying to banish them all from the water bowl caused a big mess. The mother cat pulled the weak puppy away and let her kittens take over the bowl. Of course she strode away, not a guilty feeling shown.
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Stepping on her cheeks turned white pale
Shocked at something wrong with this scale
She stepped off real quick
Poked it with a stick
The scale read was written in braille!
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Laughing Along With A Limerick


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Q236 – Coaxing Is As It Does

Nervously handling the red velvet box in his jacket pocket, Joe started to sweat. It was 16f degrees outside and the drops were freezing on his forehead. The driver of the carriage and the decked out horses were getting impatient. Joe stepped down and made his way to Lisa’s front door. Anxious siblings peeked out the window as their sister answered the door. It was time for Joe to ask the big question.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!
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