Tag Archives: Micro-poetry

mama said

Written for:  The Twiglets #118 – “mama said” recalcitrant child grounded every weekend ignores what mama says A mama sheep speaks and lambs form a line Said mama, ‘do not dare to go out with him,’ to daughter who rebelled … Continue reading

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cold iron

Written for:  The Twiglets #116 – “like cold iron” She lay down next to him; his arm felt like cold iron. Sky was a sheet of cold iron winter before the storms began. Winter, for a child, is frosty fun. … Continue reading

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“the road vanished”

Written for:  The Twiglets #114 – “the road vanished” Mr. Andrews drove on a road quite familiar to him. On this night, he was filled with fright. The last part of the road had vanished from sight. He was alone. Intense darkness … Continue reading

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Questions to Ponder

Weekend Mini-Challenge: Strange News  (posted by Magaly) For today’s prompt, I invite you to be inspired by the following questions, out of the Strange News section of Live Science: 1. What if the moon disappeared tomorrow? 2. Can humans smell … Continue reading

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Afternoon Sun

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – “Finding A Moment”  (posted by Karin) Toads! Manicddaily, Karin Gustafson here, wishing you all well. “I’d like you to write about this very moment. That is, the moment in which you are … Continue reading

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key of c

Written for:  the Twiglets #112 – “in the key of c” In a minor related incident, the golden key of Charles was stolen. C the key? Now u don’t. In the keys of life, “c” is only one letter. Gator’s … Continue reading

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The Persnickety Piano

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Weekend Mini-Challenge  (posted by Kim) “One phrase that jumped out at me this week is ‘sarcastic percussion’. As I rolled it around my tongue, wondering what sarcastic percussion might sound like and … Continue reading

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“crisp beige”

Written for:  The Twiglets #109 – “crisp beige” crisp beige neatly pressed folds that flutter kitchen curtains Her brand new beige blanket was burnt to a crisp in the accidental fire. She looked smart in her beige Channel suit knowing … Continue reading

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Secrecy

Written for:  The Twiglets #108 – “with great secrecy” He ran his government with great secrecy and many lies. Numerous valuable jewels were hidden in the old man’s manor. By the time death took him, he could not remember where … Continue reading

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“no surprise”

Written for:  The Twiglets #106 – “no surprise” No surprise in her eyes entering her party. She faked a gasp, smartly. There are no surprises anymore, said the cynic until she met Santa Claus, broken leg at a clinic. super … Continue reading

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