Bank holiday weekend…and its raining.
Saturday, 28 August 2010
Six Word Saturday#24
Describing your Saturday life or thoughts on Show My Face at the moment of writing in a phrase using just six words.
Friday, 27 August 2010
The marrow belongs to me
Len rattled the garden gate. To beat Roy, he needed his prize seeds. Roy, who'd read Machiavelli, heard the rattle, and sprinkled the decoys.
Random Word: Haggard
Got your photograph but it don't kiss back
Visit Mr.Knowitall to post your own Friday Flash 55 word story or poem!
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The autumn leaves
changed colours
but you were spring
with its hopes
not a misty regret
of winter
shivering
by a log fire
alone
Looking back
I still dream
although summer
with gentle walks
along green riverbanks
picking wild flowers
never came
but you gave our child
her own seasons
as I wait
for you
Random Word: Autumn Leaves
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Thursday, 26 August 2010
It ain’t always the money
El's well business made him rich but his son baulked at the gold thrown at the crazy boat builder. Once the rain stopped, he’d pull the job.
Random Word: Impecunious
And it stoned me
The reporter pressed, ‘Do you believe in God.’
He thought, on the walk to the fish at Ballystockart, I got awful thirsty but at an auld stone house, a dark weather-beaten man offered me water. I drank and then the silence came and held me.
But answered, ‘Only in music.’
Random Word: The Blues
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Wednesday, 25 August 2010
Leadership is more then the rewards of office
‘Sire, the Vampires will forgo the blood fee for sea access.’
The Duke distracted with bosoms, said,‘So be it.’
‘Sire, what of the Harvest ships,’
The Duke weary of responsibility dismissed him.
The Minister’s solution was a personal sea voyage with a letter that offered the Duke as blood fee.
Random Word: Harvest
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Wortharead Wednesday #16
These are the Twitter (#vss) stories that caught my eye mainly over the past 7 days. Click on the image or name if you want to visit the story site. Or on the date stamp to go direct to the story.
Every time he overheard someone saying "I could never live without my...", he would steal it to see if they were lying to themselves. #vss
JeffProvine
It just didn't seem right, dumping a body in the middle of gods nowhere but then why should I care? Its not like we were friends.
soulkyrie
Extremely tired of her husband’s snoring, she dropped a bit of long lasting glue on his lips and then gently closed them. #vss
kjmonson
Albert never went back to that clothing store again. The shirt did not, in fact, flatter his chest. #vss
20Limes
They did not march in wearing jackboots. They came quietly in Gucci loafers. But they were the same men with the same agenda.
InstantFiction
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