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Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge #62 #haiku

The countryside chimes

are now only memories

for peace in our time Continue reading

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Photo Challenge #192 → Twittering Tale #62 – 12 December 2017

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“Look mummy the note says to make a wish, it’s signed Jeanie.” “Make a wish then dear.” “Ok mummy done.”

High above their heads the cliff started to crumble and a rock fell, knocking the woman, head bleeding, to the ground.

The girl smiled.   137 ch.

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Jane Dougherty’s Microfiction challenge, Invitation to my mind

I replaced the lid on the pot and taking my wooden bowl and spoon chose a place to sit cross-legged on the blanket laid on the ground by my kindly hosts. Their droning chants added a taut background to the calm, warm evening. I started to spoon the broth into my mouth, it was lukewarm and although not unpleasant tasting it had a faint wooden smell infused with how I imagined raw, wild mushrooms would taste. I was eagerly look round and watch the expressions on my companions’ faces but my eyes were drawn to the six totems that surrounded the slow-burning fire. The smoke drifted upwards seeming to form humanlike, silent dancing figures. The owl God totems in order from right to left started to turn to face me. I placed the now empty bowl upon the ground and tried to clear my mind in expectation of my promised message from the Gods.

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Three Line Tales, Week 97

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 “You don’t believe that will be enough to hold him do you, remember it’s a full moon tonight and if what we think is true he won’t be able to control himself.” I said, after he told me that John was chained in the barn for his own safety.

“I’m sure we will have nothing to worry about from him tonight,” Adrian replied.

He turned to me with a strange look in his yellowing eyes and to my horror his lips curled back, saliva dripped down his chin and throwing his head back, gave a blood-curdling howl.

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Friday fictioneers flash fiction challenge

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I look out of the window to the old apple tree at the bottom of the garden. My inheritance you may call it for though valueless it has repaid me many times. Now it is a naturally decorated tree, the light shining and glinting on the frozen streamers. In Spring blossoms appear, pink snowdrifts in short-lived glory. Leaves slowly unfurl, changing hue as the sun passes overhead, food for marching caterpillars. Bright red apples form then wither and fall for hungry animals and birds to scavenge before in readiness for Winter, the leaves form falling, orange-brown carpets. My living calendar.

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WRITESPIRATION #144 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 49

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Again I assured her it was safe but I could see she still had doubts. I had passed behind the roaring curtain many times. That gave me the idea it would look great to pose,  head back, arms outstretched behind, through the translucent milky screen. A persuasive setting  for a glamour photoshoot.

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WRITESPIRATION #143 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 48

 

We sat in silence in the yurt in expectation not knowing why we had been summoned. A boy entered with three jugs with bamboo tubes for straws.  I looked inside mine, the cold hit my nostrils for it contained frozen yak milk which is only offered to visitors as a great honour.

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Three Line Tales, Week 96

ponyI don’t look like the other Exmoor ponies, with  my blonde mane and tail but when I asked Mum why, she told me one night she had been standing drowsing.

She dreamed a magnificent white stallion had visited her and she couldn’t resist him.

Sadly I did not inherit his single horn

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Twittering Tales #60​ – 28 November 2017

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For ninety minutes we had been sitting at the entrance to the park. Judging by the lack of crowds, well people in general it was beginning to look as though the parade had been cancelled due to the cold. Why the hell didn’t they tell us? 234

 

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#Micro Mondays challenge – New life

“She’s over here, this is her second day the old gal,” Tom’s not so friendly but expected greeting as I jumped out of the car, Without warning a stream of reddened water gushed onto the straw behind her. Tom, staring at the new born calf said gruffly, “Looks like I wasted money calling you out vet.” I turned and replied. “Well the calf turned out fine but it could hardly have been a bloodier beginning.”

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