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Sylvester’s Magical Herbs – #100wordstory – #JuneWriting

27 Thursday Jun 2019

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Melted wax and a bowl of crushed herbs gave away the truth. Sylvester was at it, again. Always dabbling in magic, he’d make such a mess of things. Lighted candles dripped, over Isabelle’s fine linens.

The window, left open, caused the herbs to swirl, sending them into the air. But, Sylvester was nowhere to be found. His belongings, scattered, appeared as if someone had looked for something. Perhaps it was he they were looking for. Isabelle scanned the room, then closed the window.

The candle flickered and went out.

Smiling, ever slightly, Isabelle sighed. “Finally. I’ve had enough of him”

 

June Writing Prompt – Melted wax and a bowl of crushed herbs gave away the truth – Day 27/30

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Nicked Nails – #poetry – #MarchWriting

23 Saturday Mar 2019

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No matter how careful she was
In the end, she‘d nick her nails
Her manicurist truly loved it
Had lots of money, Mrs. Upscale

At least twice a week, once three
She’d be in to get things fixed
Other days she thought about it
Somewhere between and betwixt

Soon Mr. Upscale noticed funds
Disappearing, before his eyes
When questioning the misses
All she could do was just sigh

I spent it on my nails, you see
They have to look their very best
But, the mister wasn’t buying it
No, he surely wasn’t impressed

That’s it! He bellowed loudly
No more pretty paint for you
You’ll have to do your own nails
Yes, that’s exactly what you’ll do

Fine she thought, she’d fix him good
She went out and bought the parlor
Now, she gets her nails done daily
And it doesn’t even cost her a dollar

 

March Writing Prompts – Nicked Nails – Day 23/31

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Friday Fantasy ~ A Dragon Never Rests – #poetry – #whatdoyousee?

15 Friday Mar 2019

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The lovely Helene of Willow Poetry has challenged us with “What do you See?”.  You may write a poem, haiku, tanka or short story that represents what you see or feel within you.  More info can be found in the link below.


A frosty forest, tells the tale
Of a knight, a man so brave
Thought he slayed the dragon
And left him in his cave

But little did he know
A dragon never rests
He waits for his revenge
Never settles second best

Mighty steed, across the bridge
They trod, through the snow
A banner, waving victory
While beast is down below

Good thing for the knight
The bridge was rather steep
He made it past the creature
Who was laying, fast asleep

This isn’t where the story ends
Perhaps, another tale, my friends

 

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Down at the Coffee Shop – #poetry #FebruaryWriting

13 Wednesday Feb 2019

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In a quaint little coffee shop, across the street

The town folk get together, to have a little treat

Every morning, like clockwork, they arrive at eight

To get their favorites, from a gal, they call her Kate

Now, let me tell you a bit, about this dear ole lady

Some folks say her coffee’s, tasting kind of shady

They claim it has a hint of peach, just a bit fruity

But Kate says no, it can’t be, blaming it on Judy!

The folks suspect, they’re in cahoots, those two

Even the tea was off, smelled like hazelnuts, eew!

Seems the lovely ladies, had been having some fun

Switching up the drinks, before the day was done

They began to laugh, thinking they had pulled a gem

Until the folks, tossed the drinks, right back at them

 

February Writing Prompts – Peach coffee and hazelnut tea – Day 13/28

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Vengeance – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

14 Monday Jan 2019

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Under full moon’s light, as the thunder crashed

A deserted ship, against murderous waves, thrashed

There was no one aboard, they had perished that night

As the boat, bobbed and swayed, such a terrible sight

Once a crew of twenty, one by one, fell to the sea

Washed away with the tides which claimed victory

No bodies were found, on those waters, enraged

When guided by the full moon, cannot be assuaged

That was her vengeance, this storm, she delivered

Left behind, nothing more, than a craft, fully slivered

 

January Writing Prompt – The storm raged on without any hope of being saved – Day 14/31

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