Category Archives: Whimsical

Crimson Creative Challenge #19 #Limerick- Gunfight at the OK corral

37619B79-747F-4511-AED8-B4D2A448A221Five young gunslingers from Tooting

fed up with the hollering and hooting

so with nothing to lose

but their necks in a noose

should either fight their way out or die shooting

 

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WHAT DO YOU SEE? MARCH 19/2019 An evening with Larkin.

F12F695C-3BA5-4FA4-8A0E-D01429E70635Philip put on his coat and hat. With the rather old but still functional library ladder tucked under his arm he walked out to the now quiet high street. Elated, he realised that the clear night sky held the promise of a stargazing bonanza.

Leaning the ladder against the old viaduct wall and ignoring the stark warning, bright in black on the mud-hued brick, he slowly started to climb. After fifteen minutes he found no inspiration so with a loud sigh he climbed down.

He shuffled home to his apartment. The thought of a tumbler of whisky while listening to a jazz record afforded him much pleasure.

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: Sign #writephoto

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I cant help thinking I should have been a bit more specific when I engaged that signwriter. I asked him to paint one of those old machines they used to  have in the children’s playground. I knew it wasn’t called a helter-skelter but just couldn’t think of the name. What did he do, went and looked it up online, that’s what he did and then thought he was being funny. I’ll give him, “Witches Hat,” when I see him.

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Crimson’s creative challenge #18

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The coach trip was over. Unable to get the song  out of his head he gathered all the bottles he could find, he even put up a fence in case of accidents,  sadly none were green.

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One-Liner Wednesday – Duck!

The ice age happened so quickly we didn’t get the chance to flee.

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Thursday ten word photo prompt #Walking #tenwords

4DA95071-C3F8-4D41-8D5F-56F5F43579B7.jpegWe have  been walking for ages, will we ever rest.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #17

CA1DC07D-D188-4ACF-9C50-ADFA10617F91Donovan had committed the unthinkable. Whilst being groomed ready for the North of England livestock fair he had suddenly gone berserk. With a furious snort he turned and kicked Old Bill, the farmhand and groomer. While he lay winded Donovan had stamped upon his heaving chest then thrust his horns directly into Bill’s stomach. By the time they had controlled the bull, poor Bill was dead through shock and loss of blood. These countrymen were superstitious, Donovan could not go unpunished. Custom decreed that Donovan must die and the punishment had to be hanging.  There was one problem, gallows had not been used for many years and the wooden beams would never hold his weight. At once the solution became clear. The old railway bridge. The central girder was strong enough. That evening honour was satisfied. Later in the evening the unexpected ox roast went well.

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Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 125#SynonymsOnly #Cinquain

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Sensing

the beginning

of a relationship

we inscribe our names on the bench.

young love

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Twittering Tales #125 – 26 February 2019 #cuckold

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Every picture tells a story, each crumpled sheet,  the telltale crease imprinted on each dishevelled pillow, this shrine to another night of brazen, shameless infidelity.

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TEN WORD STORY: HOLDING ON

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First time flying, like swimming, hold on to the side.

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