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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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Twittering Tales #61 – 5 December 2017 By Kat Myrman

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I will never understand how the boys in my school’s minds work. They don’t realise we do like a bit of courtesy some times. The least one could have done was to offer to carry my books for me. 193

 

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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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Ronovan writes #175 #haiku

If you keep it short

it will always be sexy

stylish mini-skirt

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Ronovan writes #174 a tanka extension

heavy in my hand

the oil slick smooth, round surface

of the billiard ball

added a new dimension

to my improvised weapon

 

 

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WRITESPIRATION #138 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 43

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“Hey you, what do you think you’re looking at, these are my bitches, oh, sorry I suppose I shouldn’t really call them that, I mean with the dogs being so, how shall I say, uppity, about people talking about their ladies in derogatory terms. Anyway they’re mine, you know what I mean?”

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Ronovan writes #haiku #169 for the seniors

When silk stocking top

changes to a smooth, cool skin

never forgotten

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100 word Wednesday #Week 36

img_4064“Jeez man, I’m not trying to be funny but what’s with the dark glasses? Is it part of the uniform, you want to look cool or are you frightened of being recognised. I guarantee I’m not here to take photos of you so that we can target you. I’m just getting some shots of the cavalcade.”
            “You know who’s coming don’t you? The Great Leader, Light of the world. If he looks upon you in his majesty then the radiance from his magnificent gaze could strike you blind. You’d better have a good filter on your camera,”
“Jeez, you’re brainwashed!”

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Ronovan writes #165 #Haiku

The late Mister Jones

missed his summer holiday

now it’s permanent 

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