Wordle #165

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1. Shine

2. Clip

3. Abash (v)) to destroy the self-confidence, poise, or self-possession of;disconcert;make ashamed orembarrassed)

4. Read

5. Salvage

6. Celadon (n.)) a pale grey-green, any ofseveral Chinese porcelains having atranslucent, pale green glaze..)

7. Permeate

8. Sag

9. Nervous

10. Vacant

11. Offal (the parts of the animal that are considered inedible, viscera, rubbish)

12. Trenchancy (adj.)) incisive or keen,as language or a person; caustic; cutting; vigorous; effective; energetic)

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

Nervous to show sagging, unabashed i shine like salvaged celadon.  Trechancy airs permeate the meeting. Vacant eyes and minds move clip by clip. Their fingers reading offal and entails for facts unseen.

Sunday Whirl – Sailing

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Nothing born upon the mean sea carrys.  Poor vessels beams shake. No more than a string of the balloon following the cares of the prick.

Disastrous


When a forest fire happens, then an inch of rain comes through we get a flash food. This is the area nine people perished in a flash flood. The first picture the water is about one foot wide. The box canyon is about 25 foot drop. If you have seen the video of a black debris wave, that was almost 1/2 mile and 2 feet deep. Then it came here at 40 mph. A place with no storm clouds or rain. 14 people in one family spending one afternoon in the water. Nine are gone, one still missing. Ten miles from my home in a place that’s normally peaceful and calm.

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Link to story below.

Where the Beasts Lie

This week’s photo prompt is provided by J.S. Brand. Thank you J.S. for our photo prompt!

“Mom tells me not to go there.” Rufus kicks a small stone watching it bounce down the street.

“You can’t go there. There are big kids up there.  They’ll tear you apart!” Ralph truss taking sense to him.

“I’m going up there. Let’s both go up there. Its a real playground with swings.” Rufus stands and points up the hill. 

“I’ll go halfway. But I’m not getting worked over by those big kids.” Ralph looks at his feet.  

“Come on Ralphie. I’m going to the top. I’ll wave if no-one is up there. We can play like big kids!” Rufus smiles with a few missing teeth and runs up the stairs.

“Hey wait for me!” Ralph gets caught up and forgets to stop half way.

“See…. I …… told ….. you.” Rufus fights lack of breath to speak.

“There’s no-one here. There swings and slides and baseball diamonds. It’s all ours!” Ralph looks excited about the forbidden play ground. “I’m going to sit on merry-go-around till i can breath.  Mom’s gonna kill is of she finds out we’re up here.”

“Don’t tell her then” Rufus replies 

Written as part of a challenge called Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. details available at https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/07/17/fffaw-challenge-week-of-july-18-2017/

Wordle 164

Week 164

1. Climb

2. Vague

3. Sadness

4. Perish

5. Pangs

6. Nepenthe (n.)) A drug or drink, or the plant yielding it, mentioned by ancientwriters as having the power to bring forgetfulness of sorrow or trouble. anythinginducing a pleasurable sensation of forgetfulness, especially of sorrow ortrouble.)

7. Neolithic

8. Four

9. Offhand

10. Reappear

11. Sallow

12. Abdicate (v)) to renounce or relinquish a throne, right, power, claim,responsibility, or the like, especially in a formal manner )

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

Four distinctive hunger pangs reappear in a vague threat that I may perish. Sadness slowly climbs to abdicate these feelings. 

My own physician instincts kick in.  Sallow hands delve into neolithic cures.  Tall glass of nepenthe awaits. 

Written as part of a challenge called Wordle, details available at https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/07/17/wordle-164/

Loss of Face -Sunday Whirl

The skin off my face flees. Scorn brutally digs at what was once me. The need for cream provides no salve. I hold a storm until my inner poet releases the pain.

Color Loss – FFAW

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Grant-Sud. Thank you Grand-Sud for our photo prompt!

Teddy surveys his ground.  He stands at the edge of the rainbow world. The shadow of gloom awaits him. The nexis of the color fade crisis lies ahead.

“Solo spots of color dot the landscape. The other world is so dark. Not even leaves for their trees!” his voice filled in disbelief.

His eyes look over dark clothes. His dull tone speaks “Best to fit in. Why they tell that I’ll never know.” 

In a flash he jumps down and descending stairs to the street.

Mr Crayola enters the dark world.  One idea on how tokeep the darkness from wiping out rainbow world.

Written as part of a challenge called Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer details available at https://lfffaw-challenge-week-of-july-11-2017/

Summertime

three line tales week 75: two bicycles in front of the ocean

photo by Meghan Yabsley on Unsplash
The two bikes peel decades from my life to when summer was an endless break.
Right here was where the obsession of Jenny started.
She smiled and took over her shirt and jumped into the water, it took me a minute to figure out to follow her. 
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