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Sitting on the bed, typing away on her new manuscript idea, Sue suddenly smelled something unpleasant…a nice word she thought to herself, maybe I’ll use it. Then Riffraff came running in covered with the something unpleasant, triangle shaped hard rubber toy in his teeth, and unceasing wags of his tail. She immediately grabbed the aerosol can!
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Can You Tell A Story In…
Echoing back to me
No future do I see
Contempt for what will be
Starting with truth and not the scenery
As Doris sang, what will be will be,
Que sera sera .
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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #448
These huge planes and jets are loud, sounds like they’re right above our house!
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maybe heritage
maybe fate
made a man with such hate
whoever thought he’d rise so far
blind followers pushed him there
wondering if they’re sorry now
wondering if they knew how
dangerous he could be
his heritage from across the sea
wondering if he’ll ever see
he hates others just like he
heritage is an old word sometimes sad
living, denying, hiding what “they” had
though heritage still exists
as your life on some government list
farewell heritage.
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Free verse
#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 82, Celebrating Heritage! – 9/15/26
He promised a fun time, but this odd hot dog looking lunch item was not cutting it. Why would he do something ridiculous like this on a first date? And a hot dog? She started laughing and couldn’t stop. Not for the reasons he was thinking, that she thought it was funny or appreciated his joke offering, but because of all the times she had looked at him admirably, longing to date him. She imagined a nice walk in the park or maybe a lovely restaurant with good food, even a movie, but this? She got up and walked off.
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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 09/15/2026
Agreed, Linda! On email too, as responses, can’t get rid of it😡
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“Predictive text ruins my sentences, and AI is just that, but with a god complex.”
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One-Liner Wednesday – Facts few and far between
Fandango’s Story Starter #264
With a stern stream of reprimands, the boy walked in front of his mom in the street. “I told you…”.
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Three Things Challenge #MM549
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #104
Gertrude Stein’s “a rose is a rose is a rose”…remember that? It is from a 1913 poem named “Sacred Emily”, to me a rather strange long poem, but I am not GS! I know as a child we read many books and certain poem lines stick with you. However I believe the line is true, I see a beautiful rose and appreciate its beauty and scent. The term rosy as in rosy cheeks is definitely an interpretation I love. Rose colored glasses seems to me to be a sad meaning. What do you think?
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Writing Prompts
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