The Whole Jungle Grooved
As DJ Monkey Performed
His Funky Music…
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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #296 Ape&Hip (Monkey&Funky)
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Microprose: Sinking Sword
Splash! Relief flooded over him as his sword entered the river.
It’d made him invincible. The world’s most powerful man. If only he could be called man, with his hollow eyes, gaunt skin and decrepit features. As the sword sunk, his vitality rose.
He was alive, again.
Word Count: 47
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Flash Fiction: Treasures
Beth and Ben stared at the mess lying on grandpa’s bed.
They took one last look inside the wardrobe they had freshly emptied. Dejected, they ran down the stairs to their grandfather. Puffing their cheeks the little twins stood between grandpa and the television.
“Grandpa is a liar,” the two declared in unison.
Grandpa adjusted his spectacles.
“When did I lie?”
The kids led him up to his bedroom. They pointed to the empty wardrobe.
“You said grandma kept her treasures here before going to heaven.”
Grandpa smiled looking at the mess on his bed.
“I never lied. They’re here.”
Word Count: 100
Prompt:
Friday Fictioneers 25th Oct 2019
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays
Six Word Story: Fate
Searched For Happiness; Found Only Chaos…
Prompt:
Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #7 – October 12, 2019
Image Credit – Mayank Kumarr
Senryu: Kings’ Pride
Statues May Showcase,
Kings’ Pride. But They Fade Away.
Just The Deeds Remain…
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Twittering Tale: Grandma’s Chest
The chest lay untouched.
All us cousins knew we weren’t to go near it. Grandma had made that clear. However, on a boozy night, our curiousity got the better of us. I accepted the dare to open it. There lay grandpa’s corpse, one eye staring at us.
A knife plunged through the other.
Character Count: 280
Prompt:
Senryu: Train Chase
Gun The Engine Mate,
Need To Jump Onto The Train,
To Defuse The Bomb…
Prompt:
Flash Fiction: Dad’s Glasses
Dad was always mysterious.
Mother quarreled with him over his secretive lifestyle. However, he never changed his ways. He would spend hours in our library, buried under piles of books. He never seemed to read them, rather he just skimmed through. Mother had developed a resentment towards books and did not step inside the library, and I simply wasn’t allowed there. One day, while dad was away on a trip, I snuck in. I wore his glasses and began going through his books. It was then I understood his obsession. The glasses highlighted certain words – clues.
To grandpa’s treasure maybe?
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Friday Fictioneers 13th September 2019
PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr
Senryu: Enchanted Men
Flying Fairies Can
Bewitch Men. But Swimming Nymphs
Can Do It As Well…
Prompt:
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 144 #SynonymsOnly
Senryu: New Wings
Do Not Be Surprised.
I Was Always A Demon.
The Wings Came Later…
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