Monthly Archives: Oct 2021

Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt

The auditorium is in darkness.The stage curtains slowly open, a single spotlight shines down. An expectant hush settles throughout the auditorium. The audience burst into loud applause at the sight before them, slowly fading to a hush which rapidly turns into embarrassed laughter. Quiet at first then gradually rising to full-blown guffaws as It dawns upon the expectant horde that the brown coated man on the stage is not from the first scene of, “The Caretaker,” but the actual cleaner with his brush sweeping the stage.



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How to compose classical haiku

Pure Haiku is OPEN for submissions of classical haiku on the theme of Ghostlight by Troi David Loy until midnight on Thursday, 31st October 2021. …

How to compose classical haiku

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Ronovan writes #Decima poetry prompt #78

You must forgive my misty eyes,

memories often make me weep

and even though I try to sweep

them off, they make me realise

I should forget them, as if lies,

but this I find so hard to do

replacing them with something new,

a task for which I may need help,

leave gloomy thoughts upon the shelf

but then see the futility

for they keep flooding back to me

from deep within my inner self.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #152

It was time to spend more time at sea

with a tear she vowed to wait for me

but only after the second letter

she told me she’d found someone better

I suppose really I should have known

the love of my life had a heart of stone

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Ronovan writes #Haiku prompt #378

A worm in the grass

excites the avid crow

not the green-keeper

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The Two Dolls – Or an anti-racism story from Georgian England

As a contribution to Black History Month I give you this story which was written in 1830, I will tell you more at the end. A lucky day it was for little Fanny Elvington when her good aunt Delmont consented to receive her into her family, and sent for her from a fine old place, […]

The Two Dolls – Or an anti-racism story from Georgian England

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