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Ronovan writes #Decima prompt #66 #Writers block.”

Two black pens are lined up neatly

as if they haven’t got the time

to start their day and fill the lines

with words that used to flow sweetly

inspiration lost completely

under the desk an empty seat

outside light rain has cleared the street

by now it is too late it seems

to cast aside this dismal scene

and see words appear on blank sheets

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #134

Home comes the sailor, home from the sea,

he stands on the foc’sle and what does he see

a crowd of happy faces standing on the quay

he thinks my wife’s among them waiting there for me

but he’s not too surprised for this is not to be

she’s run away with Jim who lived at number three.

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Ronovan writes Haiku challenge #356

Cluster of comments

in red ink on white paper

sense of foreboding

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt

I’d like to tell you a little tale

about a girl called Rita Hayward,

with her independent outlook

her parents thought her wayward,

but like many women in those days

she liked to think herself liberated,

certainly her breasts turned out to be as

when while on a date she co-operated

with the removal of her underclothes

giving me a quite expectant thrill,

imagine how my pulses quickened

when she said, “It’s okay I’m on the pill

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Samiscribbles weekend writing prompt #199 #Tables of Terror

Discoveries found quite episodic

gave to us a list that rang melodic

so even those who would feel it all too much

of a strain could successfully remain in touch

and not appear to their peers quite so dense

as they recited the names of the elements.

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Ronovan writes weekly #Haiku #346

A slip on the ice

time will stand still as they fall

hope no one’s watching

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