In Life, We Must Choose:
To Face The Change Head On, Or
Run And Change Our Face
Prompt: Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 311 Change&Face
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Haiku: The Safe Cove
The Birds Fly Full Speed,
Towards The Sheltering Cove.
They Run From The Storm…
Prompts:
Six Word Story: Coffee
“Cuppa Joe: Someone’s Routine; Somebody’s Dream”
Prompt – Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #42 – June 13, 2020
Six Word Story: Highwayman
Senryu: Funky DJ Monkey
The Whole Jungle Grooved
As DJ Monkey Performed
His Funky Music…
Prompt:
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #296 Ape&Hip (Monkey&Funky)
Haiku: Roasted Feet
The Sun’s Hot Anger
Makes The Homeward Road Sizzle
Roasts Bottom of Feet
Prompt:
Haiku: Storm Clouds
Dark As Starless Night,
Filled With Icy Cold Waters
The Storm Clouds Approach…
Prompt:
Haiku: Nyctophobia
He Hates The Dark.
As He Walks Alone At Night,
His Terror Elates…
Prompt:
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #295 Elate&Hate
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
Prompt:
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
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Friday Fictioneers 25th Oct 2019
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